Nostalgia - Part 93
“For every day under the sun, he slowly began to live life like he felt the branches in his heart with its flowers blooming and its roots tightening.” ― Tsholofelo Lehaha, In the midst of the womb
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I don’t need the saddle, I need knee pads.
Remember the Columbia Record Club? You would order Led Zeppelin and if they were out they would send you a Kai Winding trombone album. Bummed. I didn’t like Herb Alpert but I ordered his album because of the naked chick covered in whip cream on the cover