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Hidden Potatoes

Lady Southcott’s portrait stares down at anyone who enters the old kitchen. She is healthy, rich and supremely unhappy. On her cheek is a shiny purplish brown spider, translucent legs spread out to cover the side of her face.  This … Continue reading →

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September 2022: How I finally chilled out and read a normal number of books during a month determined to bury me

What I Got: Oh My Goddess!: On a Wing and a Prayer by Kosuke Fujishima and translated by Alan Gleason & Toren Smith …and the Chinese cliffs emerged out of the mist: Perception and Image of China in Early Photographs … Continue reading →

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