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dirty city slip and slide
Read Moreimagination experiments of a stardust yogini
dirty city slip and slide
Read MoreA few guys whistled at me when I got off the bus and I wondered if I looked like a prostitute, too.
Read MoreWhen the mirrors shine the Truth (with a capital “T”)
Read MoreI guess I am sorting through discomfort.
And looking for color, too.
Maybe flipping through photos is a good thing
or not a good thing – I’m not sure.
After deep analysis . . . (?)
Read Moresimple. powerful.
Read MoreToo much for coming back.
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