our speedway is lined with rows of glaring red sift through the oceans of mechanics to reach a definitive conclusion that offers you and...

an indignant look cast your way a feeling of obligation and disgust wade over the bushels of reeds gathered with your paws form a fist...

a woman cascades by, book in tow face of the sun hides behind the skyline mounds of yellow, a walkway to nowhere polluted beauty, we know...