While watching vacuous memes of a person trying to kill the dullness of corona by his otiose attempts to scale the grass of his garden with comb and scissors. I see a drunken man walking the deserted road spitting invective and cursing Corona. With whimsical goggling I also see a shopkeeper trying to fit a customer in a fuzzy circle[Read More...]
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