Compost,
aerial view. (In Iowa, your compost freezes solid in the winter...which is weird. When it gets warm enough to thaw out - like now, f'rinstance - it smells Whitmanian...like life's rich death-dance in the cabbage of your every wish.)"According to Don Armando, the number of pendejos, even as you read this, is innumerable. It has been estimated that if pendejos could fly, the skies would be darkened and we would enter a new ice age. The pendejos would get a severe sunburn." -Jose Antonio Burciaga
Compost,
aerial view. (In Iowa, your compost freezes solid in the winter...which is weird. When it gets warm enough to thaw out - like now, f'rinstance - it smells Whitmanian...like life's rich death-dance in the cabbage of your every wish.)
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this is all very wonderful.
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