vrai the dotty prof.:
the barns of yesterday are the privies of today
vrai the dotty prof.:
spinne haus
vrai the dotty prof.:
dismantling forestry
vrai the dotty prof.:
dismantling forestry
vrai the dotty prof.:
trees of this kind are so grand of scale no lens: the eye nor that of the camera can focus
vrai the dotty prof.:
out of focus potato flower. I post it merely to prove we have one.
vrai the dotty prof.:
complete lack of focus
vrai the dotty prof.:
the sun has passed me by once again
vrai the dotty prof.:
sowing the seeds of dystopia fertilizes those that seek utopia
vrai the dotty prof.:
finding rouge
vrai the dotty prof.:
my time at the asylum was neither stressful nor comforting but I remember well the solace I found in the day to day routine
vrai the dotty prof.:
the frigid morning air has turned everything blue
vrai the dotty prof.:
the wind farmer is a rare breed. he wears overalls like the other farmers but his soul is stored on a microchip
vrai the dotty prof.:
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