A bit Edgar Allan Poe-ish. Our spring was not a pastel one.
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Friday, June 12, 2020
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TEXTING AT HOTEL MOSKVA
It was 11 a.m. This man had just finished a glass of white wine and an espresso, and now took to his phone. And I to my camera. (I did NO...
