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“What Goes Around”
The doves clock in at Piazza San Morco for their morning shift Cats slit their eyes – eager to fatten She makes a promise, a pledge Winking at you on a moody piece of glass At noon the emperor emerges to sunbathe – nude The taste of burnt paella mingles with crisp, sizzling cold water…
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“PreCheck”
The cough behind me squeezed me forward. We shuffled down. Distinctly I tried not to glance at my phone. I was on time – early even – the sun not even glancing off the storm windows up above. Fluorescent light cast a pall over the proceedings. “Shoes”, droned one agent. I re-checked my identification, a…
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Protected: “Softie for a Hard Take”
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