City of Caterpillar
a little change could go a long ways live
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The sunny sky carries me to the next area of travel.
Sarasota is in the mix.
Listening to breezes and trees and instant messages.
I begin to understand Orlando.
It will do.
Turn this back a notch.
Shot of scotch.
Brilliance in being.
Handwriting starts to smell like saturated fats and penguins once again.
Those little bastards eat at my picnic.
Why am I thinking of this right now?
I need to make a collect call.
It will do.
It will do.