Category Archives: Reading

No, Actually Fuck You, Bryan Cranston

“Listen, then, I am a woman, I. I know nothing of philosophical philanthropy. But I know what I have seen, and what I have looked in the face in this world here, where I find myself. And I tell you … Continue reading

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Too Many To Choose From

I have Hundreds of books On several Ultra-fancy Walmart bookshelves Here in the mansion And I don’t feel like Reading a one of them And most of them Would be fine To read Would bring hours Of escape But I … Continue reading

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