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is it too much to ask if life starts with orange? or is it a premonition of something more? an intimation?
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don't look at midnight
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i sleep inside branches
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while trying to decide which mask to wear, the clock ticked faster
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it is an illusion to think it is real
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rocks and gates and cyber walls
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resurrection
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still life
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the idea of nine 2
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we are reduced to nulls and ones
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a christmas story without words page 3
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ED # 5
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ED # 32: Renoir Bride of the Dawn # 1
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ED # 35: I was Born in a Box-Car part one
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ED # 36 I was Born In A Box Car Part 2
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ED # 39
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ED # 42
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ED # 43
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ED # 44
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ED # 46
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ED # 71
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Y Sin Embargo # 28
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ED # 74
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Doll # 2, inspired by Sudek's Mannequins and John Malkovitch's mask as Marlowe, in Heart of Darkness.
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from my window # 32
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the raft # 22
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flesh becomes light
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Happy Birthday to a Woman in London
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ED # 96
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my doll of prague # 1
