"they fluttered in the breeze created by the people walking to and from their tables. she took a sip of her wine and stared at them as they moved back and forth like someone rifling through a book. that was all he had been. just another page."
Friday, June 20, 2008
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wow! this image glows!
what are they? are they really sheets of paper hung from the ceiling?
you've been missing from CDP for a few days - glad to see you're back!
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