5 November 2008. Cold night, sun-filled dawn. Faces across the globe, tears of possibility...
Always the balances, the kermess fairs--midnight songs, tables spread wide in late afternoon light--David Teniers has them gathered, from all surrounding villages, dancing...
Balances. Nadezhda Mandelstam: hope against hope. A home, the train, the wind. A century lived, in the bone. A future, too, but in the telling...
Miraglos...
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