I Can't Resist the Urge: Marking the Day
Head cold. Slept past 6 but still tramped around the lagoon. Dragged. Squinted. Soaked in the cool morning air. Found these next to the john next to Marine Stadium.
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Who will make the last mark(s) and how will we ever know?
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Who will make the last mark(s) and how will we ever know?
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