Fingers in the Jar

Put my fingers in the jar In a way, so surreptitious, at large No one knows it yet but I already looked at the cards and in the end, I'll just pretend that I don't know who the Man is in charge but here's my secret - I ain't seen yet but there's not an... Continue Reading →

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