On my evening run I stepped on a yard sign that was thrown into the road, and it flipped up and wounded me, and I clenched my fist and yelled at the dark sky, “2020!”
Dan Cohen
@dancohen
On my evening run I stepped on a yard sign that was thrown into the road, and it flipped up and wounded me, and I clenched my fist and yelled at the dark sky, “2020!”