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Powerless in threading incandescent invitation and lost in the glare of a low son. Late afternoon drafts. Convivial palaver and easy gregariousness course through dusty air, and heads turn studying lithe physiques, flirty smiles, raised eyebrows and searching glances. No time, the day’s end crawls into present, spreading long shadows over pavement. Coolness sinks into […]

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