Avoiding The Blurbstomp – William Blake’s Songs Of Experience

In the Razzball group chat that I know you’re all dying to see (/s), I was lamenting that Giancarlo Stanton had finally hit a homer for my team, only to realize I owned Will Crowe in multiple places. I felt both exultation and grief, a washing machine of swirling emotions. Please, blog, may I have some more?