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I was almost a jeweler once, in someone else’s store. I sold wedding rings, watches and gifts to men who wanted nothing more ..

The leaves sparkle in an early evening sun. Theydo that only when conditionsare exactly right. Seventy-three degrees, ringlets ..

They used to say, “If you die in your dream, you die for real.“ From an antebellum balcony, I see you there in the Cadil..

There is something in the sound of a swift slap on the cheek to bring you up short, eyes wide, jaw dropped, ..

I sailed a blue-sky road right over the curve and up the frozen curls of rock through black evergreens surfing with white aspen on the ..

That piece of rhythmical grumbling, The high priest’s grouse against life was wrong, April is not the cruelest month. He says himself..

AI can perfectly reproduce a voice after listening for three seconds, and there are programs to manipulate faces, body language, ..

What is there about infinitely thin slices of time like the pages of a book, and Virginia Woolf ‘s idea of experience? ..

I was almost seven, a kid exploring the world. The path behind my grandfather’s house opened like a cave to a steep decline in the tre..