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Sunday, May 22, 2005

: Cellar Door

Several more photographs up. Check the link on the left.

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To stop a bushfire, we backburn by starting a controlled fire
To pay Paul, we borrow from Peter
To give herself up to her suitor, she plays hard-to-get
To clear away the tears, we splash our faces with water

Life is sometimes so full of lyrical wonder that we don't know what else to do with it than to cast it into irony.
# posted by i.d. @ 2:58 pm ::


good one.

- tgo  


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