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17 October 2008. Dented moon, takes a hit. Fender bender of the up above--royal blue stilton, her greenish-grays on cream--stark and awesome, a matter of days...
Our miss lonely hearts... Or, a handful of Basque dancers in an Argentine square--los cuatro vascos, animate, separate...
Fleeting...
(for Loren)
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