at the Community garden.
I drew quite a crowd, three schoolgirls shared a potent spliff and watched me screw labels on the planters. The Park Seating made themselves comfortable on the other side of me but said nothing.
Collops and Fíbíns.
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You have enduring relationship with chairs.
ReplyDeleteYes, although I think all furniture is out to get me
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