Washing the dishes I allow the water to run too long and think about the fertile crescent drying, saltwater remains. I think of China, flooding overflowing rafts of the desperate floating through the city. Where will they go? I think about Scientists, trying to reinvent…
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#6 – Somehow
the unlikeliest of people brought together somehow final results that have yet to be seen a band of life misfits both low & high brow what wisdom from each could they glean some were quite candid while others were shy differences ranging south, east, north,…