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• When the evening light fades.....

  We always speak of our five senses, our opposable thumbs and our large brains when we do an inventory of who we are and how we came to be. As a kid I was accused of selective hearing, so I don't know how keen that sense of mine is, and I've read... Posted Aug 18 2008, 06:24 AM by rags with | with no comments Filed under: http://tiltingatwindmills-dweeb.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-evening-light-fades.html