Thursday, October 30, 2008: On the Street...The Sculptor, Moscow
Her hands worked best from 3 to 4 AM, some worldly clock sounded in her brain and roused her from the darkness of her bed. The white comforter curled into the corner like a pale, downy dog, waiting.
Love:"The white comforter curled into the corner
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I can't think of any new ways to say "this is great!"
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I love that you focused on her hands! Hands are so key to who a person is... thanks.
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