Journey to Nowhere

 The wheels turn, and I watch the wiz of urbana go by.  I even look the beautiful Bde Ma Kaska in the eye.  I listen to a medley of tunes and think of ancient ruins.  My goal is a straight line.  I feel that it will not be fine.  I get to the end of the line.  It is Southdale Center for which I never pine.  I was brought there far too much as a child.  It was wild.  Photographs were taken of me.  It was with my family tree.  Now it is disrespect, even though I am tremendously correct.  I went today to protect, and the Dollar Smart did insurrect.  It was closed for no reason at all.  I just made a little call.  Now I will never go there at all.  I do not care if that center does fall.  The economy is bad, and if they fail, I will not be sad.  Hindus in play today around iLive matters.  They also run the store and I will not say more.  Delaware is where the center is now, and internationally Hindus will be the holy cow.  They can run but cannot own a gun.  The women use knives all the time under their garbs, but now they will not be able to even wear scarves.  Computer industry is now safe.  Telecommunications will still have to deal with the Rafe.  I do not speak in code, but in 15 seconds this will erode.  hopegod3