No, this is not a post about a blocked toilet. Flushing is a suburb of Flint (where I'm teaching high schoolers every Monday and Wednesday) where Frederick and I often go walking. What with the warm weather, the river is higher in its bed than usual, and with eerie mists emanating from it.
Sunday, January 22, 2017
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Handsome chap.
xM
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