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57311 various mysteries
A note is sung, flung freely out, into the air. What is essential, what
draws us in to listen, what siezes our attention? The soft friction of
warm breath against taut cartilage sends out a signal: something alive
calls out to us. And we respond.
For this equinox, we bring you a set of images of a small stone sphere
which I found while walking on a gravel path. Mysteriously perfect, and
only one centimeter in diameter, when looked at closely, it begins to
look a little like the recent photographs sent back from the dwarf
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