February 2012
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“To this crib I always took my doll; human beings must love something, and in the dearth of worthier objects of affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing a faded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. It puzzles me now to remember with what absurd sincerity I doated on this little toy, half fancying it alive and capable of sensation. I could not sleep unless...
Hey guys
It would mean lots to me if you listened to my radio show.
it is on now, and you can access it super easy, and the songs are all amazing and great. So is the banter.
http://192.76.239.213:8000/listen.m3u
^Go there!
