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about people who are not facing the here and now, but have to be there and then on cell phones and ipods

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Poets on-line graze in their pastures nuzzling amusement and despair like sugar cubes from a friendly palm. Old stallions usually aloof will drive in hard when young fillies try their first staggering steps. Swaggering young studs brash and strangely pert … Continue reading

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Who else would sit here nodding, pretending to care about whatever comes into my head? I’d like a straw for my juice, please, dear. There was a time I could care less about robots but not any more; now they … Continue reading

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Let them stand in line together: he, with his seven canvas bags she, with her packsack and purse. The procession of acolytes waits to undertake at the check in desk the ceremony of tagging the luggage. They could be pilgrims … Continue reading

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