Bell-Hung Flakes.

Jerry flung a pebble into the wind. He crunched small lines of snow that clutched to the palm of his gloves, and waggled a far-away face. Perhaps he should build an igloo out of Ezra Pound.
Short short stories inspired by or based on photos found on flickr with a creative commons license. This is a work in progress, the eventual goal being world domin -- I mean -- !
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