I bet it’s better than my small town. Here, there’s a Trump sign in just about every damn yard, abusive exes (not in every yard), and there isn’t a single good hoagie shop.
_________________ “The darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.” — from Four Quartets by T.S. Eliot
I bet it’s better than my small town. Here, there’s a Trump sign in just about every damn yard, abusive exes (not in every yard), and there isn’t a single good hoagie shop.
Well, there may or may not be murderous clowns heckbent on revenge... Not sure about the sandwiches.
_________________ I'll brave the storm to come, for it surely looks like rain...
I bet it’s better than my small town. Here, there’s a Trump sign in just about every damn yard, abusive exes (not in every yard), and there isn’t a single good hoagie shop.
The best part is the annual parade to celebrate Hannibal crossing the alps.
Although, it's the only time where there's surely some harm in laying in the middle of a public street.
_________________ The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command. If you're not careful, the newspapers will have you hating the people who are being oppressed, and loving the people who are doing the oppressing. —Malcolm X Just a reminder: under international law, an occupying power has no right of self-defense, and those who are occupied have the right and duty to liberate themselves by any means possible.
There's also a Paradise, but it's WAYYYY up in the UP. Passed through it once, it's teeny tiny. Like that photo on the page, that's basically the whole thing.
Hmm, looking at Zillow right now, maybe not a great time to find a house there, though there are a few apartments in nearby Pinckney. A few lots of land for sale, but not terribly affordable.
_________________ I'll brave the storm to come, for it surely looks like rain...