...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)
December 20, 2007
I also wish that readers of this here blog would contribute with wishes. Every wish will be awarded with an invitation to A Grand New Years Party.
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