The other day my friend sent me a text message just before midnight.
“I need a drink,” it said.
I asked what that had to do with me, but we both knew.
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A David Johnson, of many.
The other day my friend sent me a text message just before midnight.
“I need a drink,” it said.
I asked what that had to do with me, but we both knew.
Continue reading “A drought doesn’t mean elsewhere grass is greener”