Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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It had been a dark and stormy night, but as dawn began to light up the eastern sky, to the west the heavens suddenly cleared, unveiling a pale harvest moon that reposed gently atop the distant mesa like a pumpkin on a toilet with the lid down. Bulwer-Lytton literary award-winner, Gerald R. Johnson, Vancouver, WA
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