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Ai, the troubles of a greenhorn! A scholar in the subject of cloakmaking, as I am today, I had not yet become. And if in those days you had “unioned” me till you were blue in the face, I still would…
Contributor:
Leon Kobrin
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
Before 1910
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Time grows short at the end of a century, like winter days when night falls too soon. In the dusk, angels and demons walk. Who knows who they are? Or which is which. But there they are, sneaking their…
Contributor:
Lilian Nattel
Places:
New York, United States of America
(Toronto, Canada)
Date:
1998