some days I dream
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some days I dream

In fact, most days I have the waking dreams. I read the mad things said by people who I know know better. In awful dreams I snap back, sharply, with tectonics-shifting rage. In those dreams, the long line of fools gawk in shock and city mountains move. And then I'm left with the aftermath. About the current reality; prose scarcely covers it. So I turn to lyrics. What a nasty
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Dine with a ‘heartland’ racist?

So, I read this article: Heartland Democrats to Washington: You’re Killing Us Heartland Democrats to Washington: You're Killing Us AUSTIN, Ind.-Steering his white Dodge Ram while wearing a tan knit cap, a drab green Carhartt coat and a smear of brown…www.politico.com In the parking lot, Goodin ran into a man wearing a well-worn cap with a well-known slogan: “Make America Great Again.” Delmis Burns, I would learn later, drives a