Dreams of Another World (The Retelling of Binn)
No sooner had it become amorphous, allied in a way as yet unseen, than the very same ambiguity, disguised as an earlier generation and swaying with swashbuckling cadence akin to Binn himself, came up from behind and bit her in the ass. All the old men laughed, as they set the cups of mint julep down, picked up their fiddles and began playing a rousing version of "Turkey in the Straw".
Connected on another plane directly in front of the parallelism of the first, a clear and definitive grasp of reality was utilized, in order to force the silvery-haired girl, derriere still a-smartin', to confront this 'spot of bother' head-on. Seemingly oblivious and callously indifferent to the moment and defined as such by a minute reference at the bottom of the page:
*Please note:
"No wait!" I exclaimed. "You can't just..." but it was too late. She got on the Greyhound bound for Tallahassee.
Dreams of Another World (The Retelling of Binn)
No sooner had it become amorphous, allied in a way as yet unseen, than the very same ambiguity, disguised as an earlier generation and swaying with swashbuckling cadence akin to Binn himself, came up from behind and bit her in the ass. All the old men laughed, as they set the cups of mint julep down, picked up their fiddles and began playing a rousing version of "Turkey in the Straw".
Connected on another plane directly in front of the parallelism of the first, a clear and definitive grasp of reality was utilized, in order to force the silvery-haired girl, derriere still a-smartin', to confront this 'spot of bother' head-on. Seemingly oblivious and callously indifferent to the moment and defined as such by a minute reference at the bottom of the page:
*Please note:
"No wait!" I exclaimed. "You can't just..." but it was too late. She got on the Greyhound bound for Tallahassee.