Noises from the SW Front

By Aestus

Farewell

Farewell to this poor butterfly who was lying dead outside r front door. Farewell also to our worldly goods, which are quickly disappearing into containers for shipment to NC. We’ll be here for one more night with nothing to sit on except the air mattress we’ll be sleeping on. It’s as good an excuse as any to spend the evening in a bar.

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