TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER
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10.17.04, sunday afternoon
This week we got another bookcase, which with our other two makes our collection a wall of his and mine, ours, spines bound hard and soft, of every hue and length and width, about birds, stars, cities, colonial prisons, poets, graffiti, Trotsky and more, all pressed up tight against each other.