A boy and an iPhone.

I’m writing this at forty minutes past midnight. Friday. No, Saturday {this Easter thing is a tad confusing}. It’s hot and humid, so I’m shirtless.  Actually, the only piece of cloth on me is my happy pair of boxers. Blue. I just trotted in from my local. Really, I shouldn’t call it a local, because … Continue reading A boy and an iPhone.

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