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The Christ Like Pleasant Green Faith.

Brian came up a couple of weekends ago. We went to a mexican place that was one of the first places I ever ate at while being sort-of-on-my-own in New York. This was a long time ago. I think I was a freshman in college.

More whimsical bus text.

I took Brian on a short gallery tour, feeling special because I know a lot of people I guess. I just like to talk to people. I like the people on my block real hard.

This woman was obviously walking a wolf for a pet. Seeing a wolf- or very wolf-like dog makes it obvious as to why the wolf is a creature so prevalant in myth. They are magical and frightening.

I saw Brian this weekend too, we went to a friend's wedding in PA. In between the ceremony and the reception we stopped at this farmstand.

We bought apples, dried apples, and apple cider. When we got to the ceremony, my stomach was upset. Too many apples eaten in minutes.

This setting speaks to me of the places I grew up in. If I could look at the core of my being, it would reveal only the desire to be here on such a hillside indefinitely.

As it is, I'm not there yet in life. That part of me sleeps.

Haunted Farm!!!!!

The wedding was nice. All weddings are kind of funny and wierd.

The waffle-wrapped-cake was a big hit.

There was some serious Mom-dancing happening.

And then we went on our way.

Logan Square, Philadelphia, PA. I love this place. I love it in Philadelphia.

HOAGIES, man, need I say more?

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