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The seer

That late night, the Elder was in the garden picking up the shards of vases and flower pots. He had taken the last piece and tied up the trash bag. He looked at the road. The lamp post dawned on a man with cornrows. He walked so subtly in his full vintage tweed regalia.

The Elder dropped the trash b...

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