Flipdingo | Hoquiam

Each one drifted through the net I cast, but only a few stayed around for a while. In fact almost every one of them just passed by without so much as a wave.
Labradoodles and Paris Hilton.
Dreaming of mutually assured destruction in Bellevue, Wash.
Fourteen strangers, connected only by the font Helvetica.

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There is a little squat bulldog, roaming the streets of Portland, probably in the form of a ghost bulldog. Mikey has even written a song about Potato, I’ll see if she will publish it on the internets.
I am almost finished with the latest and greatest project in Hale Lapaki, the new wee room. It will […]

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