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The Sane


All along the wailing wall, people wailed and wailed.  The crime of all crimes.  False hope.  And it will continue and continue til we know.  Til all is understood by all.  Til then, though, overcome the irrational.  The desperate.  The sane.  Really, really, really, there ain't nothing to fear.  Nothing's gonna getcha.  Eternity's already been got.

Thirsty Vines

  Jam samples and free beer. These Lone Star days. Long rows of thirsty vines. Inspection trip. Old structures and new ones. Oaks and pecans...