Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Either the gardeners are here or the apocalypse is, I'm not sure which, but its really noisy. I think they are stealing all of our leaves. I guess there is a big black market for leaves. They have there own jargon like "I'll take two reams of maple." The leaf business runs this town. The cops don't interfere, they get their own cut of leaves on the side. In a city gone mad for leaves, only one man has the guts to fight for what is right. His name is Bill Booker. This is Leaf War.

{I don't get out much}


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