I googled this line from the bathroom wall at Cafe Petra (17th & Guerrero) to see if any lyrics came up.
They didn’t. But this Quail Diary did.
Is someone in the Mission promoting this bird blog with a bathroom scrawl? Probably not. But it’s nice to think about.
-Jen Gann
Quail Diary is pretty wicked.. “There was blood. The goitre suddenly doubled in size and ruptured, spilling intestines.”
That’s totally what Anne of Green Gables’ handwriting would look like.
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