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"It's a poor sort of memory that only works backward." Lewis Carroll

Friday, May 05, 2006

"Desert Places"

I am Al-Aziziyah, Libya!
Which Extremity of the World Are You?
From the towering colossi at Rum and Monkey.

Bah to those who say one cannot be hot at my senescent age!
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