12 noon, today, rain threatening, I lay down and play ‘possum. Caught some fish today! printed some hand-outs* (10), came home with four (three cars had four people in ‘m)! People stop, turn around, come back, see if I’m all right. I’m a little more aggressive now, rise from the dead, hand out Solidarity/Standing Rock: theme of the week. And I may have just tipped the balance? Obama gonna tell ‘m: re-route!

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