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Frolics & Detours

A digital commonplace book, plus the occasional photograph of Virgil the basset hound.

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  • Walking in the wind, Josey says “My breasts / are like martinis” and I hail a cab, know she means shaking, ice cold.

    Jill McDonough, “Breasts Like Martinis”

    Posted on May 18, 2010

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