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22 September 2009. Sun over hills, all promise. Young woman from last week--Sondra--on bus bench with her daughter, Sisiki. "Tiene un nombre indigeno..." Small,wild curls in morning light...
The lute player, musician of the court, M. Charles Mouton, with ever so slight a smile, esconced in winter wig and thick brocade, from 300 years in the past. A draughty hall, inattentive hosts...Couperin...
Glassy waves at dawn, salt ocean air, single gull grazing the crest...
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