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Days

Texting and those ubiquitous phones are training our brains to be autistic. Look up once in a while! (#1103) Continue reading

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indelible

From the tall Roman aquaduct that survives in the heart of Firenze, windows and doors peer casually like eyes from within the sockets of a polished ancient skull at the tourists spending euros and pointing cameras. All manner of soft … Continue reading

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teeter

just before the appointment when you were unaware that there was an appointment that the arms of the clock were lining up in a specific arbitrary configuration you were gazing through a butterfly at the blue rag of sky or … Continue reading

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