Market Poetry

The 2020 Pontiac Farmers’ Market: Poetry at 10:30

September 30, 2020

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Pop. Fizzle. Aurora was shy last night — however the 3+ hours spent looking for her were good 🙂 Thanks gents.

Slow down, Max. Start at the beginning and tell me what happened.

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