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| | | | | The rain slashes down. She's cold, adrift amongst it. At least it is night, she thinks, the blanket of which hides more than my sadness. Standing there, naked, drained, she's relieved she left... | |
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| | | | | All they want to do is get out of their wet clothes but the key doesn't work. As Hannah struggles, Joe stands behind her sniffing the warm, musty air of the corridor. 'Stinks of mice.' Hannah tries pulling the key out a little as she turns it. She tries pulling up on the door handle.... | |
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| | | | | THE OCEAN IS WOOD. We ride sun-drenched orange and yellow waves. Swim in-line along the grain. Knots redirect currents. Time passes in rings. We reach nautical miles by tonguing and grooving. Intoxicated by the salty aroma of woody brine, we take breaks, drift.Ears pressed against hollows, we pick-up forest stories told in maple, ash, oak,... | |
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ronwray.blogspot.com
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| | | This is a site for historical information on our amazing Syracuse Music History- Started back 60+ years ago in 1963. Info dating back to 1800's. | ||