Volume 22
An acquired taste few are willing to acquire.
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
An Encounter.
This morning, while driving home from class, I saw a banana in the middle of the road. It wasn't just a banana peel, but a whole banana. Unsquashed, mind you.
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