In this dream, there were these massive plastic tubes that lined the grounds in numerous rows. (source: Daniel Burka | Some rights reserved) I opened one of these tubes up
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Home page of strange fiction writer and musician H. A. Eugene
In this dream, there were these massive plastic tubes that lined the grounds in numerous rows. (source: Daniel Burka | Some rights reserved) I opened one of these tubes up
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I was on the outdoor patio of a coffee shop when a pit bull trotted confidently past my table. The dog was not on a leash. I think I assumed
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I wonder what it’s like to look at a church and say ‘those people look like they have a lot of money. I’ll bet they’re really good at eternal salvation’.
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