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Yesterday morning, as I pulled onto our street, returning home from my night shift, I saw him. Tripod! His coat looked fine and healthy. Heโd shed his broken antlers and had grown a new, healthy, young set. His eyes were large and sโฆ
Arpad Nagy
Nevena Pascaleva
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A writer of evocative fiction and introspective personal essays. Owner of the publication "Tales of Blue".
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