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InkStains: Day 58

31 August 2013 JohnU 0

A dancer, once. It might’ve been Paris. Certainly, they spoke French and drank wine. It was a great many years ago. The lights were low, […]

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InkStains: Day 232

29 August 2013 JohnU 0

Alone in the woods of Maine, halfway to my cottage, on a small barely occupied peninsula and in sight of the water, I paused for […]