They call me Rich,
If I'm being Frank with you, though...
I have not a single Penny.
Could you buy me a cup of Joe?
Monday, May 31, 2010
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Welcome to The Conservatory. My name is Winslow Smudge, and these are my thoughts laid bare. You have my permission to wander these grounds at your leisure - feel free to enjoy, ponder or mock (if you must). But please keep in mind that some of these thoughts are quite delicate, and all are very special to me.
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