And Whether Pigs Have Wings
The crickets and the rust-beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sage thicket. "Vámonos, amigos," he whispered, and threw the busted leather flintcraw over the loose weave of the saddlecock. And they rode on in the friscalating dusklight.
And Whether Pigs Have Wings
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Smile babes
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🎋
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Adam’s scared to be at Hillside
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@sebsgill is tired
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maddynorris:

Drawing in the Corner, 1971
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nevver:

Elias Canetti
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ph. Peter Stackpole
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fohk:

Sasha Cresdee
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controllare:

by Kim  Roselier
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mudwerks:

(via High Frequency Electric Currents in Medicine and Dentistry (1910) | The Public Domain Review)