“No two journeys are ever the same,
The river knows your name.”
John Hiatt, I think. Just caught a snippet on the radio. Not sure.
Just a lick, all I get.
Laeti edimus qui nos subigant!
Pink Cake A commonplace book.
Hot stuff:
Hot Stuff! (nailed it)
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“Hot Stuff” terminally cute. No two journeys are ever the same,
The river knows your name–yes, Hiatt. You have a good auditory memory.