He caught my eye as the moon rose over the forested cruising ground. "I'm interested in saving all creation from self-destruction - men and rainforest alike," he said. "Shut up you fool and kiss me again," I urged him. But I couldn't see his wood for the trees.
Saturday 27 December 2008
Towards an Ecology of Flamboyantly Over-Dressed Man
He caught my eye as the moon rose over the forested cruising ground. "I'm interested in saving all creation from self-destruction - men and rainforest alike," he said. "Shut up you fool and kiss me again," I urged him. But I couldn't see his wood for the trees.
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