La Luna by hengki24
Sigh. Usually at this point in the broadcast I’ll moan something like Oh sister moon save me or something but on this ice-choked afternoon I feel well beyond saving. (Just a roadside curio, an ambulatory wreck, a warning to younger writers, a gravestone in need only of a deathdate, etc, oh boo friggin’ hoo.)
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