Green green green green green green grass. The chemicals have worked. Your house—four bedrooms in eggshell and burnt sienna immaculate as a
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For once, I thought I understood everything. What death meant. The way nature moved in particular rhythms and cycles—like continuous waves rolling
fascinations: in the desert there is a reason the aliens chose here the world at its largest in the sun & in
Black. White. In Foshan, a southern industrial city that sits at the heart of the wealthiest region in China, black and white