“We, the generous and rich in spirit, who stand at the sides of the streets like open fountains and would hinder no one drinking from us. . . .”
-Friedrich Nietzsche
Easter was weird as hell this year. I did some laughing, I did some crying, and I hung out with Gary.......he is homeless.
Bandito's Guy
"Queen" Gertrude Zachary's castle
My Man Gary
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