I drove home from Fargo yesterday in a co-worker's car... (long story... check back later.)
The back-seat view looked more like Lake Michigan than the wheat fields of their custom. And by Lake Michigan, I mean Lake Michigan gone Niagara Falls.
The 1.5 hour drive took four. The water buried roads like a dead bodies. Ice glaciers buoyed where hay bails should have been.
At one point I asked the driver, is this a pontoon or a Pontiac?
Uncovering the mystery of L. Perea and trying to erase the stigma of mental
illness.
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Okay. Remember last month when I found a bunch of tattered art works at a
local estate sale and fell into an obsessive hyperfixation to figure out
who the ...
7 hours ago
Call me!!!! I hope you are okay!!!
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