tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5784189.post-1105585568260038662005-01-12T21:49:00.000-05:002005-01-12T22:06:08.260-05:00

Earth, Wind, & Fire I stumbled across a glass blowing studio tonight on my walk home from Bedford Avenue. I'd had no idea that it existed. It was cold and misty outside; the skyline had been smothered by fog. It was the kind of weather where I bury my chin in my collar to avoid the damp and keep my eyes straight ahead. You know, moving them side to side might let some heat escape my body. And

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