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zimonawhim
the story behind the story
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
in this part of Africa...
you unfold a pushchair -- a nice pushchair, given to you by a Swiss diplomat -- and a snakeskin falls out.
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BorrowdaleMadam
A deux-pieces near the Sacre Coeur, somewhere near the end of 2000. My husband-to-be says: "Your place or mine, then?" His place is Zimbabwe. "Yours," I say.
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