Month: January 2011

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Red

The band is quiet as the greying man with the bandoneĆ³n starts his wailing song while accompanying himself. The dance floor of this smoky bar fills with couples even before the band begins to play. I see her standing across the room, ….  Read More

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Dawn

I sit down on the snow when the night has just reached its darkest hour. There are barely any stars visible in the sky anymore and the moon is just a thin sliver about to be extinguished altogether. Tomorrow it will again ….  Read More