How the hugeness of the capitol hits you sometimes

Remembered about us calling it the Penis of the Prairie, you know, like you do. And how we laughed saying it was spurting blood and sometimes just all-over engorged and glowing red; you know, like it does. And I laughed at myself, remembering, and how I used to think it was so funny or maybe clever or edgy. To say all that. And then realizing

I still kind of think it's funny...

Suddenly, alongside - Do you remember that one walk we went on? And bought a loaf of the day old Jimmy John's bread? Tried to get in the church? Heard the gays went to the capitol at night and so to stay away? ?
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what were we doing?

To Nebraskans and travelers alike, the Capitol is often nicknamed to reference frequent interpretations of the tower posing as a phallic symbol. Historically, however, this title of a phallic symbol attached to a Plains object is more appropriately associated with Chimney Rock in the Nebraska Panhandle.

sincerely,

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