She often wonders what the past was like.
Did it feel like it looked: black and white?
Nose in a book, anthracite coal strike.
Will she ever know JFK's ghost?
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 7:33 PM UTC
She often wonders what the past was like.
Did it feel like it looked: black and white?
Nose in a book, anthracite coal strike.
Will she ever know JFK's ghost?
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