Doth the working man suffer

well she’s not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska

The beauty in Manifest destiny and westward expansion

So bordd I need drawing ideas

God given duty

Swinging alone on the wings of a song, while I lie insecure, self righteous and sure

May your son’s progenitorship of the state haphazardly help him to carry on. God send your son safe home to you.

Georgia’s Stalin has fallen.

Organized crime

Your age will most probably carry away the letters enveloped in carrion. Vague unpleasantries of the war