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Samual Spade

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Embroidery

Me,though,I preferred to climb.I liked the feel of my (usually gloved)fingers against the rich embroidery of the bark of an ash or walnut tree.I liked the feel of my grip in the grooves of a locust or elm.I felt alive clinging to something else as alive as myself.
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