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Monday, January 28, 2008

A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Visit To Fiji"

Sugarcane Sunrise Balancing on uneven ground I took one last gaze at the lone star to the west....an ever so slight glow began to appear beyond the mountains. Blinking my eyes, I realize I can see a man walking in the darkness. There's a machete in his hand and a turban on his head...I froze. Was I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 27, 2008

Andiamo Italia

I squeezed the swollen window open and leaned over the damp sill to see who had rang the buzzer. It was Babo stopping by to invite me for lunch with the family. With a dash I was down the narrow stairway, through the courtyard gate. I leaned on door, and pulled the latch up, opening the tall gate... Sign in to see full entry.

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