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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
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…I remember a woman
who sat on the pot where the apples cooked in the cold
basement, her face black from smoke. And here, near this brick
building with a red tile roof, is one of our family, Mausha
V…
Contributor:
Myra Sklarew
Places:
Washington, United States of America
Date:
1995