Re: Of White Flags And Bloody Noses
My Dear Sir Stark, I am but a sad and lonely patriot in love with this wretched mess we
call the US of A. Still draped in her tattered cloth of red, white, and blue
her beauty and greatness doth shine through and I weep at the sight of it. I am
unarmed and praying for peace and wisdom. Your brother, Doc and so it still goes.
A
Andrea
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My Dear Sir Stark, I am but a sad and lonely patriot in love with this wretched mess we
call the US of A. Still draped in her tattered cloth of red, white, and blue
her beauty and greatness doth shine through and I weep at the sight of it. I am
unarmed and praying for peace and wisdom. Your brother, Doc and so it still goes.
