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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch...

Such an interesting photo. What kind of a structure is that? Seems like a wild juxtaposition.
ReplyDeleteIt IS a wild juxtaposition! It's an outhouse, a loo, a lav, a shithole. In the middle of this gorgeous open space with myriad birds flying about.
ReplyDeleteI thought it might be a port-a-potty, but there? It seems crazy out of place.
DeleteThat is a striking photo. Surreal. Like a peculiar photo collage. Thought provoking. After checking out the website for the California Department of Fish and Wildlife, my guess is that the outhouse might be for hunters. That website says that it's the season when three White-fronted geese per person per day may be shot in the Sacramento Valley. Also found many references on Google outhouses used as duck blinds. The incongruousness of that outhouse in that location reminds me in an odd way of how terribly out of place the astronauts with their spaceship looked on the moon.
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