Same people.
Different idiots.
A living scrapbook
of our adventures.
Explore
Westfall correspondent.
He remembers what they conveniently forgot.
Observations. Conversations. Questionable wisdom.
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Blaedy put out a call for everyone to declare how they sound, what habits they have, and which phrases ought never escape their mouths. A sensible enough census, if one believes a person can be captured in a few tidy boxes and a warning label.
Meho at once imagined herself narrating her own errands aloud, which is either excellent theatre or the first sign one has spent too long alone on the road. Then she considered making herself bossier. I suspect this was less a character choice than an audit of existing stock.
Blaedy is already looking forward to punt’s private accounts sounding unhinged. Some people plant gardens. Blaedy cultivates evidence.
