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Whatever Happened to Pitty Sing?              

Sometimes in the morning, on our terrace surrounded by plants and bees and butterflies, I look at our sleeping cat, Volver, and feel as if I am in a tableau vivant. Frida Kahlo lived in a tableau vivant of her … Continue reading

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Our House

Last night I woke up hearing noises. Were they real or just residues of a dream? Not knowing, I decided to read and pulled out a book of short stories by Maeve Brennan that I hadn’t finished reading. And after … Continue reading

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