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inside out press a face into clay convex becomes concave fill the mold, replicate no two will be the same, just like days. the past few have been strange. bye bye sarah, miso, fremont, friends, and free boxes. no more urban cycling, metro bus, errand walks, or rocking out. i'm on orcas island, work- ing at doe bay, living in a cabin named Hermitage, riding out a sea change. |