The highway depopulated during Mr. Junk Kary’s lightly careening philiafur-ride. Thoughts meandering, not unlike his car, to the direction of cinnamon and the tastes of must.
The highway depopulated during Mr. Junk Kary’s lightly careening philiafur-ride. Thoughts meandering, not unlike his car, to the direction of cinnamon and the tastes of must.
