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The Photograph

empty of people, there is just light on a rain moistened street, the matinee performance sans audience sans plaudits; The years before The Hindenburg, their melange of sweet perfumed absinthe memories subverted by acrid pyre gauloises the looking-glass stained by … Continue reading

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