Broken this dream of franchisement. Again through the hole into depths of unmastery. Head wracked with needles flies through notes rhythm red stews and squeezed lemons old fashioned ones. How about a complete sentence. Can you do a complete grant application. A squint of light on a radiant slanting sun about to set. A shine so fateful induces a headache. Everything gray paint and peeling unskinning itself from the craggy surface.