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at the door

This is about intrusion. Would you answer the door? (#928) Continue reading

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vanity

and he opened his eyes to see a broad river whose water gleamed swirled jade and amethyst, garnet and sapphire he turned his back on it and looked to the rude mud huts that stood nearby and with his inner … Continue reading

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Naked at the Mall

Of course the title of this piece depicts a nightmare: you have been heading for an appointment with somebody important (like St. Peter at the Pearly gates?) and you realize people are looking at you and you are in the … Continue reading

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