“I like too many things and get all confused and hung up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I have nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”
— Kerouac.
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sometimes i give them.
sometimes i don't.
an inconsistent blog featuring a consistently inconsistent life.
Inquiries: emholbrook@gmail.com
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