Paul Cox

Happy Easter Goddammit, Where are the eggs? It’s interesting living down at the harbor away from any residential merriment. When a holiday arrives the only indication is the lack of traffic, trucks and folks. The place is vacant for a day. So no sign of Easter Eggs, or rabbits. Although, the dogs have been killing […]

Happy Easter Goddammit, Where are the eggs? It’s interesting living down at the harbor away from any residential merriment. When a holiday arrives the only indication is the lack of traffic, trucks and folks. The place is vacant for a day. So no sign of Easter Eggs, or rabbits. Although, the dogs have been killing baby