That kind of thinking was reserved for people like Looney Larry Larscombe.
“One of these days you’re gonna have to face the truth,” Larry yelled across the train tracks to nobody. Only the dark shadows heard him, and a few lonely chocolate wrappers blowing in the cold winter wind.
“One of these days you’re gonna have to face the truth,” Larry yelled across the train tracks to nobody. Only the dark shadows heard him, and a few lonely chocolate wrappers blowing in the cold winter wind.
