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“Broken Troubled Woman”

Left Genoa today. Hysteria begins blinded by backscatter. The crackle of the green leaves’ burn, that wonderfully familiar smell. I have already inhaled, and the seas seem steady like a broken troubled woman. I can’t stop laughing, I think I’m … Continue reading

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