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Sunday afternoon…matinee idle

There’s a narcotic, suffocating silence, like being deaf inside a reverberating bell, that heralds the occulting eyelids which, on occasion, accompany my efforts to read in front of a roaring fire on a wet Sunday afternoon. My eyelids are exhausted: … Continue reading

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