Mostly automatic stream of consciousness...the kind of writing I learned from an excercise in my 8th grade english class in which we kept our pens moving for five minutes with out pausing...examining life...the state of the world...getting by on a tight budget...persuing interests in architecture, art, economics and trying to cobble out a life worth living.
lundi, février 20, 2006
This was a time when the government in the United States was trying to deal with another disaster, one that wiped out many of the Indians, as well as their horses. phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera
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