This fort of mud was formerly built by the Curumbas, covering forty cawnies of ground with two boundary walls, and was long ruled by them.
He's out there now, busting broncs just like his old man did when he was fighting losing everything . . . and I'm stuck with pigsitting the Ferris's Rosy.
Thatll be all the masturb8ing.
What holds all these disparate forces together, along with such latter-day utopographers as [Burrhus Frederic] Skinner and Aldous Huxley (in Island, not in his earlier satire of the positive utopia, Brave New World), is faith.
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