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The Pebble Keeps a Dressing Room
By seven the birdbath had already drawn a polite line. Sparrows waited on the rim with their feathers tucked, watching a pale ring of water settle like a collar that had not yet chosen an owner. We as
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The Nose Takes Appointments Until Tea
The morning queue at the flowerbed formed before the baker's first loaf. Sparrows hopped from tulip to tulip, each taking a place on the gnome's shoulder. One by one they tried the brim, nodded to his
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