A young girl and her father build fantastical worlds out of the shards of their new life.
Oh shit, check this out!!!!
See that??
Let’s zoom in:
…And clean up the picture:
That’s right: it’s the fucking Golden Coyote, sunning itself on the Lincoln Park golf course not 300 yards in front of me!
The only question now is what are the spirits trying to communicate with me?
June 8th, 2011 at 12:24 pm
“The only question now is what are the spirits trying to communicate with me?”
SPIRITS: Brew More Beer!
May 14th, 2012 at 3:49 pm
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