Purple moonlight Wednesday, September 4, 2002 Today, I walked through many neighborhoods that I've never seen before. I am currently craving beans, corn, and rice. I wonder what is muskrat love. I look across the street out my kitchen window and imagine with fondness that the words "Hermit Junction" are painted on the large white-painted brick wall of an old building. What lies in hermit power. |
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