Hmmmm.
I'm thinking of making a podcast. I think it would be interesting. I wonder how one makes an mp3... I also need to get myself a mic... grr...
I sit on the bus, alone, but you don't see me. I listen in class, silent, disgusted, but you don't see me. I am of the Old World that came to the first New World and has lost its footing in this Newer World. I am of the culture of life, of the faith of our fathers, of loyalty to none but my blood and my light. And I am gasping for air in this toxic atmosphere...
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