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amalgamated carts

Flashing through the grey, soul of the forest- that wagon- or was it a mutated cart- or an amalgam of a bicycle and an old shed- Springing on the road- the road of colors- hanging from its threads- threads of … Continue reading

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Where do all the lost shawls go?

I come from a shawl culture. Hey, in retrospect, everyone does really 🙂 the first one was cream-y with little blue and red flowers,  for the girl who was nine, almost ten. then  a lot of colourless shapeless, very practical … Continue reading

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