The little fox approaches his ultimate destiny, and the skies in Tucson have never been overcast as far as I can tell – they have always been a pure and punishing blue, and it would be really nice to get a rainstorm about now.
by Adrienne Celt
The little fox approaches his ultimate destiny, and the skies in Tucson have never been overcast as far as I can tell – they have always been a pure and punishing blue, and it would be really nice to get a rainstorm about now.
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