the club
owned since ‘96
has protected my car from theft
due to its hideous sunfaded peeling away aesthetics
and overall sense that the club is the most valuable piece inside aside from the old maps and tourbooks
[sometimes I'm a dreamer and sometimes my cat sits on my head friendly side first. either way this site is a summons for all things quasi me.
READ: content is for my mental exercise only. It�s a gentle elliptical machine, not the real 5k. . .
route 4 to the seashore]
