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Friday Flotsam

our frontyard Dogwood

FRIDay. I mean FriDAY. I mean FRIDAY. I mean Friday. Do you ever think about when you touch produce at the store, how that particular fruit or vegetable becomes yours IMMEDIATELY? And I don’t mean like a pet, you weirdo. I mean like, you touched it. People saw your grimey grubs touch it, and there’s […]

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