Sunday, May 29, 2005

How Will We Leave When All The Doors Are Closed?

We wondered if Johann Frieserson would ever come down... days, weeks... night terrors, cold and hot sweats... handmade shawls from grandma... telegrams from the president... taxidermy as far as the eye could see... vitamins and more vitamins... soft towels and salves and slaves... tree climbing and so on.

Eventually, Johann Frieserson came down, as we all know.

Bahamadia “Special Forces” (buy)

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