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By chris Date: 2008 Feb 26 Comment on this Work [[2008.02.26.22.30.18787]] |
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She makes me think of that voice I heard through the wall of the hotel in Cabo San Lucas that one time - the perfect feminine Spanish I was sure was proposing something undying and eternal to someone or saying goodbye even as my view through the window seemed to stretch all the way to islands in different latitudes and the breeze carried laughter and hints of salt and sand from the beach fifteen stories down and whole worlds away |