Synthia commented on the post, harmonica 2 years ago
she whistled to the tune of the harmonica, a corpse of the woman she once was.
“will you play that again, darling? mother used to love that tune when we were young and alive.”
Synthia commented on the post, dollars 2 years, 1 month ago
could i ever achieve the amount of dollars i needed to buy my freedom? what is this system for, anyways? dollars to buy each other, to free ourselves? gods know dollars haven’t been used in centuries. gods help me.
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