Faubourg Saint-Denis
posted by schottkey at 01:09
Monday, August 20, 2007
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Thinking of the other's dreams, of corridors winding in upon themselves, muted tints of ancient carpet . . . An old man, a head made of jewels, a taut pale face with eyes that were mirrors . . . And a beach in the wind and dark.
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