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A world is built with each brick. All consuming and ever so fleeting, like brimstone.
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October
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- who will throw the first stone?
- half a life
- Baawarya
- Some of us, and the verandah called art films
- Our lovers – flash fiction
- The color maroon
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- Black Friday Vs. Laga Chunri mein daag
- The Exorcisms of many an Emily
- how many loves are permitted?
- a movie that impresses
- Peace vela, a non-report (of a non-day)
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2 comments:
:)
You make me smile, a wry wry smile.
Like people rarely do.
:)
[an understanding grin]
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