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Several Ways of Seeing The Guitar Player

It must have been the first summer we lived here, all hot and damp, keeping our curtains and doors closed so that we could stare at our infant until he made sense. Oh, how we sweated, all of us. I … Continue reading

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Today’s prompt is neighbours. Or neighbors if you’re American. I am helping Dad change the oil in our car, the blue Ford Tempo that he bought when I could no longer fit in the backseat of the 2-door Mustang. I … Continue reading

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