Waiting for the Locusts
I think horseman number three of four has just arrived on the scene: the city of New Orleans is on fire. And there’s no water pressure, and no equipment, to put it out.
I think horseman number three of four has just arrived on the scene: the city of New Orleans is on fire. And there’s no water pressure, and no equipment, to put it out.
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