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Author:  Ailinn
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Date:  3/20/2010 6:16:12 PM
Subject:  Re: Crazy?
Message:  "...but I love the streets of my subterranean City," she says. Chocolate and fountain pens in the subways. Pretzels and violet bouquets. Bellboys. Cabbies. Room Service waiters. Chivalrous Knights among men." "...then, do this for me," he says. Crazy god singing in the courtyard. Lizards huffing and puffing by the old iron gate. Sunset, sixty miles and sixty minutes away. A star melting in his his hand when... He lays his heart on the table.


 Crazy? by larry larry at 3/20/2010 9:41:56 AM
 Re: Crazy? by Henry Beukema  at 3/20/2010 9:56:36 AM
 Re: Crazy? by Duke at 3/20/2010 12:44:20 PM
 Re: Crazy? by Egbert at 3/20/2010 5:58:48 PM
 Re: Crazy? by Ailinn at 3/20/2010 6:16:12 PM
 Re: Crazy? by BlessedSallie  at 3/20/2010 8:09:18 PM
 Re: Crazy? by Susie  at 3/21/2010 10:42:07 PM
 Re: Crazy? by Duke at 3/21/2010 10:46:18 PM
 Re: Crazy? by Susie  at 3/21/2010 10:49:11 PM
 Re: Crazy? by Duke at 3/21/2010 10:50:31 PM
 Re: Crazy? by larry larry at 3/22/2010 7:11:11 PM
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