It is sweeter to wander with the wretched and outcasts than to sit crowned with roses at the banquets of the rich
Elisee Reclus

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Our Exodus...

As I sit here looking at out the window thinking and typing about all my stuff, my neighbour is outside leaning on my windowsill, two foot away. She is nervous and looks miserable. Another woman joins her and they talk. Now they go off together, my neighbour going to get her stuff.

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