kp dawesJun 82 minThe FloodOn the fifth day the water was upto our necks and we still couldn’t plug the holes. It didn’t matter. We were content to let the tides...
kp dawesJun 72 minUncle JoeUncle Joe’s on the phone again. He’s telling me to pick up cigarettes. I tell him I can’t, they’re firing guns outside. There’s screaming...