The Sun came up...

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and I was on the Gulf of Mexico.

Thinking.

About the term "Magic Realism" and what that means...




If you drive due South by the compass?

You end up there. It's where I was supposed to end up I guess. A cinder block jukejoint in the middle of a cotton field.

Singing...



"...when love comes to town I'm gonna' jump that train..."


LOL One night only...


Read this and then close your eyes so that you can see it.

When the moon is really full and you hit a stretch of beach without all the "light polution", the sand glows. You can "see" your hands and the person you're with.



Choose wisely...
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The dogs are barking.
Might have company.

Gotta go...

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