Snowbound
High tides of alabaster have blanketed this poor city. I am here at work, a skeleton cast on stage, each of us with myriad roles. We have progressed from Bach Cello Suites to The Bends and it isn't even lunch time.
Dantes escaped from prison last night. There is something transportive in Dumas, certainly his characters edge to the wooden, but it is a riveting fire side tale.
Dantes escaped from prison last night. There is something transportive in Dumas, certainly his characters edge to the wooden, but it is a riveting fire side tale.
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