Week 12: Pieces of Memories

Lyric of The Week: “Oh no, there ain’t no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.” Rest for the Wicked, Cage the Elephant

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For once, I’m going to let this odd collection of pictures speak for themselves, mostly. The booty shot? It’s my before. 35 is not too old to get a booty. Fuck all that to the contrary. And my egg cake was bangin. (See top right.)

I will say this: Its very dangerous to watch the horizon and the horizon, alone. You can be so busy following the sky that you walk right off of a cliff. We all, myself included, have been cautioned.

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