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Some memories are a pantomime in a dolls house. A slide-show in a small theater; audience of one. The spectacle is painted in sunny colors with skillful fairy-tale similes. Then a watcher, eyes heavy with sarcasm, bares its teeth and leaves. A story teller stretches a too long story-line, a fraying thread snaps, a curtain falls he begins again.

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