A slug dies and it is lastingly devestating because it means so much more.
posted by Allison Francis @ 8:51 AM
Between Awake and Asleep
in my dreams...
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Between Awake and Asleep
in my dreams...
About Me
- Name: Allison Francis
- Location: Boston, Massachussetts, United States
The important stuff: Portland, Boston, guitar, harmonica, voices, words, silences, friends, fans, combining the two, Base Trip Records, Chinatown busses, and free food.
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