Wot chew mene no kulchur in Indianer?
i gots sum kulchers growin behine da egs in da frigimaker.
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From: shadow at teuton_org [mailto:shadow at teuton_org]
Sent: Thursday, December 07, 2000 10:35 AM
To: Over-the-Rhine at actwin_com
Subject: vaguely full of icicles
when you work in a renovated drive-through grain elevator, with tin rooves
and cement walls - it becomes a magnifying glass for such cold weather as
this. and, i swear, if it got warmer in here, it might snow. as it is - my
fingers are mostly icicled, and everyone's noses are cold.
my boss suggested torches and tapestries. (: that would be cool... to find
a tapestry, though.
any shops in Cinci that have pretty foreign pieces of fabric, or one of
those lovely alpaca blankets, etc? cos i get the feeling it'd be a perfect
time to look this weekend. (indiana is devoid of such culture).
rhys
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