The Waukesha Glass Fruit Factory

Entrenched in Matters Natural, Ephemeral, and Bicycle. Devoted to the spacing of leaves and the teeth on rear cogs, the loading of springs and the spacing of frogs. In every effort to concatenate the thoughts of bugs with the songs of trees with the acts of man.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

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