A black truck was seen entering.
At the turn to Anderson, I couldn't tell what was coming.
Once our family home, this house looked 50 years old.
Something had been written on the pavement.
The entrance to Munroe Park looked uninviting.
Natural gas had been leaking from the valves.
Not much seemed unstrange.
2 comments:
Signs indeed! Hurry!
I'm going to call it done by the end of three weeks in Banff in May.
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