THE MAN BEHIND THE NEWSPAPER

THE MAN BEHIND THE NEWSPAPER
SHIFTED WHEN HER SKIRT LIFTED
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THE BLACK BEAR IN BLUEBERRIES NOT BEES
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THE POCKET WATCH THAT TICKED FOR A FEW CLEAN MINUTES
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YOUR TERRIFIC POSTCARD—THAT BLOKE,
SWINGING HER ROUND—AND THE HARMONICA,
NO LONGER DUSTY,
THAT SWINDLED US
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THE BOY IN GREEN RAIN BOOTS CAUGHT THE LEAF
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MY MASALA AND SUGAR STEEPED
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MINI EPISODES OF FALLING INTO PLACE.