Inktober the Ninth: Debris
“Oh, do not ask, ‘What is it?’/Let us go and make our visit.” T. S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
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“Oh, do not ask, ‘What is it?’/Let us go and make our visit.” T. S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
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