After class, after hearing the latest Peter Gondewski tale,
I met up with Becca and Risaroo over at Austin's.
Since they were not privileged to hear "Avery"
from the lips of the Great One himself,
I read it at open mic.
becca, risaroo, robyn. sitting soooo close.
snuggled together on one sofa,
reminiscing about the many nights spent in His presence.
and the photo of his motorcycle.
oh yes.
no photos were taken to protect the guilty.
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