That August, Veronica walked out on me.
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That August, Veronica walked out on me.
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Eventually I was permitted basement access, and found it a fascinating place.
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As I made that move, the brunette cutie to my right clasped her hand around my wrist and whispered "that is SO annoying!"
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I don't have any guilty pleasures
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My only company was a little Sears AM transistor radio.
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One hot summer, I built a Mount and Brungs Proportional Diluter.
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As the Covid pandemic gripped us in fear and sadness, working from home, I felt a growing need for cheerful, upbeat things.
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And then back home, me and Dad, under spooky tracks and past dangerous dogs, to warmth, maybe a snack, and my friends Dick Tracy, Moon Mullins and Rick O'Shay.
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The sun was just at the horizon. I could hear a strange sound which I could not at first identify through my thick rubber hood.
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Thank You Very Much, Thank You Very Much…
Prompted By Cheating
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That August, Veronica walked out on me.
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A Hero in the Basement
Prompted By Basements and Attics
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Eventually I was permitted basement access, and found it a fascinating place.
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The Sea Wolf
Prompted By Time
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As I made that move, the brunette cutie to my right clasped her hand around my wrist and whispered "that is SO annoying!"
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“An’ it Harm None…”
Prompted By Guilty Pleasures
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I don't have any guilty pleasures
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Aboard Ship 2 With JT
Prompted By Scouting
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My only company was a little Sears AM transistor radio.
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She’s Got Legs
Prompted By Some Assembly Required
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One hot summer, I built a Mount and Brungs Proportional Diluter.
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You’ll Live Like Magic
Prompted By One Song That Moves Me
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As the Covid pandemic gripped us in fear and sadness, working from home, I felt a growing need for cheerful, upbeat things.
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Stopping by the Diner on a Snowy Evening
Prompted By Newspapers
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And then back home, me and Dad, under spooky tracks and past dangerous dogs, to warmth, maybe a snack, and my friends Dick Tracy, Moon Mullins and Rick O'Shay.
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Cathedral Rocks
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The sun was just at the horizon. I could hear a strange sound which I could not at first identify through my thick rubber hood.
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