Thoroughly depressing to start, but the desire to slit my wrists and or accept that my children will never experience real adventure beyond video game addiction is replaced by a sorta Bay Area Backroads view of the emerald triangle that gives one a little hope everything won’t be totally ultra homogenized to shit.
Thoroughly depressing to start, but the desire to slit my wrists and or accept that my children will never experience real adventure beyond video game addiction is replaced by a sorta Bay Area Backroads view of the emerald triangle that gives one a little hope everything won’t be totally ultra homogenized to shit.