They're not bigger than my head, but they're as wide across as my hand.
And then there are the runnunculus...
And whatever these are...
And then there are the snails, everywhere...
And then you get to Cafe Trieste on your way to work and have to wait in line and you know it's all downhill from here.
Friday, May 8, 2009
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