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Saturday, June 02, 2007
Monet's for Nothin' and the Pics are Free
As the Gorse Fox climbed Camp Hill, towards Canada (no, not that one) an expanse of poppies gashed the hillside.
Gorse Fox couldn't help but think of Monet... and it became clear that his thought processes were in dire straits when the music started in the back of his brain.
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