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Daily Archives: April 22, 2019

Originally posted on THE BeZINE:
Same Rivers, New Waters … Last year passed the golden glove You know, the one with a fist of iron. She wanted no more of it. Nor I. Those glossy, glittering, glistening, shining products of a golden age had lost their sheen and the age of growth and worshipping at the alter of God. Demands. Profit. … is so last year. Meanwhile, in the town, at Star…