“News, information, or intelligence”
‘Grim tidings, fellow wall reader…’
The public cubicle wall read, in bold-black Sharpie;
‘Our freedom is dead.’
Blogarrhea
The ramblings, scribbles and melancholic mess of an amateur writer.
“News, information, or intelligence”
‘Grim tidings, fellow wall reader…’
The public cubicle wall read, in bold-black Sharpie;
‘Our freedom is dead.’
