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What’s in a Name?

Helios is currently in a scorching rage when he traverses our sky. I'm guavas canned in syrup (pink, with a shiny glaze), and flies are losing their buzzing heads over the smell of hot hounds and humans. Wind would snatch a wig (if I wore one) off my head. We're grudgingly grateful for his churning… Continue reading What’s in a Name?