I tell my friend that I like this park even better than the library because I like art, and here are all these wonderful statues. My staccato-speaking friend relays his plan to steal one of the statues. He tells me all this as he sits on a park bench surrounded by calla lilies and roses. "Gotta look good!" he tells me.
Rowdy’s Dream Blog #147: Gotta Look Good!
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