"They'd held me for I don't know how long, occasionally moving me blindfolded from one camp to the next, carried like an unwilling deity on a rough hewn sedan chair from the old days."
Today's Upsideclown is brought to us by James: An Escape, In Sonata Form.
"They'd held me for I don't know how long, occasionally moving me blindfolded from one camp to the next, carried like an unwilling deity on a rough hewn sedan chair from the old days."
Today's Upsideclown is brought to us by James: An Escape, In Sonata Form.