A Radical Feast in the Forest
/In years past I would sit in my high ivory Chicago tower stressing over what was missing in my life. On one particular Thanksgiving eve the object that I lacked, and seemingly needed most, was a gravy boat.
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In years past I would sit in my high ivory Chicago tower stressing over what was missing in my life. On one particular Thanksgiving eve the object that I lacked, and seemingly needed most, was a gravy boat.
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