for Adele The news was still ringing in her ears… dead… shot dead… dead… dead and… gone… dead shocked… The situation was beyond repair… no turning the clock back… and she was beyond therapy… Late… too late… it was too late now… the damage was done… her...

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Noah’s Ark On my daily ‘early morning-late evening’ run into out of the city… riding the bumpy overcrowded suburban train in a daze… feeling like death warmed up… we pass a modern building running along the tracks… Now I liked that building… I couldn’t...

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