| | | | Here I am, sitting, writing by front window. Ate brownie so I am far from low, to head could stand a blow! Looking out into world with all I know, but is what I see really so? In my heart I know it is no, making sense out of people trying to live on fifty cents! I'm going back east to face the beast or get some action at least. Slow horses, fast women! or is it fast horses and slow women? Think I will leave ink in pen!  Barry McChangky  | | |
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