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Ron
In this dream I had J.L. Borges was pitching and I was up. My bat was made up of a series of convex mirrors. I knew Borges had a wicked fork ball and I was... More »
Ron
She played left field for me. She liked to play shallow. So I was constantly waving her back Man, she could track that ball down On the run. I would try to shade her around... More »
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