One of the things that's come up, with the man who's supposed to be a doctor:
posted by L M at 2:00 AM
Monday, August 21, 2006
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- A little light comes in, but not much
- A. W. I. A. 19: I can't wait any longer
- A. W. I. A. 18: I see what he's up to
- I had a visitor...
- and something else:
- I have to stop here and say something
- A. W. I. A. 17: The sort of game it was
- A. W. I. A. 16: Another stop
- A. W. I. A. 15: Squaring off in circles
- Another quick interruption, a visitor
10 Comments:
L.M.--Maybe that town feels familiar because of this:
"In the upper right distance is Zenith Knitting Mills, one of the city's four biggest rail customers. It has a spur off the westbound main."
The knitting mills? The ravines? The switching station?
What are you doing here, Junie? And who told you about this?
L.M, did you really think I wouldn't find out? Of course I would. But don't mind me. Just keep doing what you're doing?
And, Blumertha, let me tell you, the only thing imaginary is that line of demarcation.
DJ3NoDee writes, The tracks follow the diagonals, the lovely diagonals
I'm starting to wonder about yall and I must admit it's fascinating...The real and the imaginary, hmmmmm? I could elaborate on this but I'll refrain this time, later...
Junie, leave me with the Blu-boys, would you? Haven't you done enough?
This is getting much more interesting although I'm still a little lost...
Will you show me the way? Please.
I'll be back later...
I think L. M. is a little lost, too, Blu~.
I am going to ask you to leave one more time, Junie.
Where'd you go loretta?
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