Barmanou! All I saw, looking up, were those animal pelts, dangling off your shoulders. How long were the tracks my body left in the dirt, as you dragged me from my bed? All those different names can't cover that primal stench. Your motives were always Man of the Forest.
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Sunday, December 2, 2012
Cryptozoology and Essays on Human Existence: Barmanou
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Metaphor Molly
| Sunday, December 2, 2012
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