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A Reflection of Soul
<div class=textjustify In the estate where I live, people are always in a hurry. Their mornings except mine, begin with car engines and hurried footsteps, the evenings end with tired returns. Ev
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The Perfect Crime
<div class=textjustify What Would Be the Perfect Crime? If one were to ask this question in the literal sense, I imagine the answers would wander toward shadows, toward schemes so carefully con
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