Tuesday, April 22, 2014

One hundred six

I wonder if others can see my faults the way I seem to find them in others. Not that I try to be critical it just seems after repeated instances they become how I think of that person. They become their shortcomings in my mind. Does that make me an ass?

Recorded and posted a Dance Fevre.

Put together email, Twitter, Facebook and Google+ places for Marvel Bronze Age.


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