Thursday, March 18, 2021


Once upon a time there was an orange horse in a field in Scotland. I remember its name was Fred. That’s what the American called it. He wore cowboy boots. He came from Texas to work on the oil rigs. Whenever he wasn’t at sea, he would go to the fence and hang his arms out and the horse would run to him from wherever it happened to be.

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