She sits across from me, a white-haired bird of a lady, a stranger. I glance at my iPhone. I can give her twenty minutes, if I skip my errands. I should have refused her offer of a cup of coffee, … Continue reading →
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...maker of galaxies, tamer of dragons. Slave to his cat.
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