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A journal of sightings of raccoons coming out of and going into the storm grate at our corner in Waukesha WI. (& etc.) The bent is nature with occasional forays elsewhere.
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- Indeed, what's wrong with this picture?
- PS
- These are for youse
- Sewer Raccoon sketchbook entry
- Jose Feliciano, '10 to 23', vinyl 331/3 RPM album
- Raze low the roof beams, carpenter
- Threads of steel
- Special place
- Trombone Riley
- Follow me!
- Friend battles back
- For those whose business
- Hark! Iris! Or would that be Irae?
- No title
- We needed that!
- Let the cat say AMEN!
- Le jour de glorie t'arrive!
- A long time ago?
- To a former Raccoon District resident:
- Who is where he is not wanted?
- Uncle Skippy
- Uncle Norman
- At his master's feet, avec creeket
- Gone but not forgotten
- No dust on this Bible
- Artist Wis Guthrie, Waukesha WI retired long-time...
- Carbon-date THIS
- Haute cuisine
- Brother, can you spare a dime?
- Beginning of a beautiful friendship?
- ANTI-AIRCRAFT
- International Women's Day
- A gnome-ily
- Uplifting arms
- Here comes the sun
- Kind man's boots to fill
- At last - Snowdrops!
- And who do you believe?
- Good old dictionary
- LEST WE FORGET
- Gifts from the inland sea
- Mona worships aerosol cheese before Berrigan altar
- 2009 State of the Union
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