There was hopeful, corny graffiti on a rock: ‘I’VE SPENT ALL MY LIFE IN SEARCH OF YOUR LOVE.’
Robb Todd, “The City From a Bridge”
There was hopeful, corny graffiti on a rock: ‘I’VE SPENT ALL MY LIFE IN SEARCH OF YOUR LOVE.’
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via McSweeney’s Internet Tendency:
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