from twelfth and midtown to turtles in clara meer--- and a lot of fishing--- one guy had a 5-gallon bucket with some nice bream in it---- and there are posted limits on fish size, for both large-mouth bass and bream--- i guess the conservancy is stocking the lake, plus it doesn't have as much nasty run-off as it used to----
and the metropolis pool is open again, improving the view for another season
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4/24/2009 06:20:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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