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Ah, the sweet elixir of surrender!" she said not so much with words, but as the breath of an idea about surrender... - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories
7.11.13
Instantly this image stirs the sounds of confusion the lone person, or animal in a modern city feels. The feeling is not unique. It is a scary one. It feels desperate, and grossly unfair to not belong amongst so many who pretend to be a part of something fantastic, and dynamic the way New Yorkers express pride in the grime and the way isolation feels in their city. . . - Gregory E. Woods
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