Out of the Haze, It Oozes
So there I was this morning, running down the street. My lungs burned. In the distance, a bright yellow fog hung in the air, almost
April 19, 2014
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So there I was this morning, running down the street. My lungs burned. In the distance, a bright yellow fog hung in the air, almost
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