Creighton about


A distant stick figure walks with a walking stick. You can't make this stuff up. There are the sorts of rocks a glacier might have left behind a long time ago. Caption: "Creighton Splatt, who knows a thing or two but can't recall which, wants to be your friend but doesn't want to go to your thing."

Nothing can be allowed to interfere with foggy morning strolls.

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