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For the Money by Jordan Weir

Tags: money soft

The Gordon Cousins forest has a million fingers. Black spruce reach from the Soft swamp, above the flies, the cloud. Silver spades cut into her face, the soft muck, over and over. Money land. In Ontario money can grow on trees when you plant them yourself. You have to gouge the earth. Wield your money […]



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