Harry Hope's Saloon

This blog takes it's name from the setting for O'Neill's The Iceman Cometh -- a lousy gin-mill; a smoked-out, greasy dive where the habitues have all landed, it seems, permanently. Their lives, in each case, are paralyzed by fear and laziness. Like my own.

Monday, June 20, 2005

Clear!!

fweeeeeeeeeee ... Chu-chunk! ...

fweeeeeeeeeeeeeee....

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