We were canvassing for about six hours today, and now I’m just beat, and drunk. This song always comforts me, even though I haven’t got the slightest idea what it means. I’ve posted this thing so many places, I’m going to have to start paying Joanna royalties.

It was actually good out there today, even heartening. But I have to say I’m grateful I was never a city postal carrier, because I would have been one malicious bastard in the long run.

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