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Mar 29, 2007 01:11


The bell over the door rattled gently, trying its hardest to sound more pleasant and less functional.  He peered into the late afternoon sunlight streaming through the large windows at the front of the cafe.  Try as he might, whoever just came through the door was too backlit to see properly.  He gave the counter one last swipe before approaching ( Read more... )

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massuer March 30 2007, 17:57:33 UTC
what new work is this? snippets of a whole or unrelated segmentation of some vast imagination?

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