Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix... Ray Chandler.
IN THE LAND OF Milk, Honey and the Yorkshire PUD, not a handgun in sight! Inspirartion positively fails. Market Checkout Gals say...THANK U MY LOVELY like Ray Chandlers 50-s L.A. but only in HD.... Who, if I cried OUT would hear me amongst the Order of the Angels!! Close-bossem DRUNKS whisper in my EAR like Funeral Directors asking for their bill. What is WORSE, I-m clean out of Nickels. Where do WE bury who we R supposed to be burying. In a Grove. By a babbling brook. Under the EUcalyptico statue of RODIN when he lost his Reason, looking so optimistic.... The Garage on my HEAD is just yesterdays coffee. Geographically, I got THREE major Alibhis!
c2019, davedelacroix, cornwall, U.K.
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