AMERICA IS ALWAYS IN THE SEAT BESIDE ME YET SO VERY FAR AWAY: Graydon Carter, Renewing My Passport, and No Kings Day in a Land Where There Really Is One
This was a good way to start the day in beleaguered Los Angeles. Isn’t it an irony under the circumstances that the short fingered drooler turns himself a personal shade of brown each day before emerging from his crypt?
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This was a good way to start the day in beleaguered Los Angeles. Isn’t it an irony under the circumstances that the short fingered drooler turns himself a personal shade of brown each day before emerging from his crypt?