c'mon.y'all can almost hear the banjos and fiddles, right?
that's some countryside hottness right there.
hobo bagman with radio flyer and pumpkins.
triple dope.
we did some things, kids.
cider donutty, patchy pumpkiny, outsidey things.
all good things, even.
throw in a batch of homemade vegan pizzas for dinner,
and an out-of-service landline for incommunicado bravado,
and we had an ultimate autumn explosion of turbo-freshness.
for everybody's face.
things.
they happen in the woods, neighbors.
wild things.
in fact,
this is where they ARE;
never quiet, never soft.....
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