Nobody's creekbed

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Stewart Lupton beat me up. Stewart Lupton slept on my floor. Stewart Lupton stole into my stories, penned pointed rejection slips. I stalked Stewart Lupton. Stewart Lupton was the pungent rock poet of our late western endtime.

I will hire the assassin just to
kill the time. One of these days
I will make this room mine.