An evening of drunken giggles behind hundreds of aggressively pruned grapevines. Shameful utterings about mutual underage abuse, and the hubris of late adolescence. Barren infertility in two dimensions. The middle of California's nowhere. Soft dirt clods and starving jackrabbits in the winter's damp. Untended cows merging with abandoned industry. Dozens of box cars lined with ravenous weeds. A faded and motionless parade of rusted metal rainbows. Passed over in silence. "...darĂ¼ber muss man schweigen."
11:04 a.m. - 2020-01-29
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