C & m a a
o see l o n g w a y
m a l o n g out
e n n h
d e r i n g r c
y o o
u & me
g
any w h e r e (but).
Image of painting by Juan Gris, 'Still Life with checkered tablecloth' (1915), [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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Tuesday, May 17, 2016
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C & m a a
o see l o n g w a y
m a l o n g out
e n n h
d e r i n g r c
y o o
u & me
g
any w h e r e (but).
Image of painting by Juan Gris, 'Still Life with checkered tablecloth' (1915), [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
C & m a a
o see l o n g w a y
m a l o n g out
e n n h
d e r i n g r c
y o o
u & me
g
any w h e r e (but).
Image of painting by Juan Gris, 'Still Life with checkered tablecloth' (1915), [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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