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Marred by dark varnish and water damage here and there, Sittow piles up the paint at the National Gallery.

Esme’s back from Gay Paree. He walked a lot because it’s free.

Remember the year we played Hound Dog Taylor on a windy night and Chris took Yuki on a wild sailboat ride?

I’m in a suitcase God carries around with decals from the Ile. The handle’s broken. If I would but care I’d open up and feel.

I hate this mustard! Naked statues everywhere! Dad says the nuns knocked all their peckers off. What a trick to play that was.

Craning for the light impromptu I see this day a pregnant camp, holding in my arms a beauty a child within my cheeks so damp.

Jonas noted that Beauty was almost blind in one eye. He said nothing about the ox and neither did Whit.

My brother got two oil lamps at this insane yard sale the Catholics put on.

I saw the biggest squirrel munching on red dogwood berries outside my window this morning. Ain’t it funny the way God moves?

I gave her violets for working me in pronto for that root canal.