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Sarah away in Chicago all month on an
art residency (her
second in that city
this year), I spend the holidays alone,
cleaning and painting, another
Cinderella Christmas Eve of doing
household chores, as in 1994 when I
was heartbroken in Prague scrubbing the
floor of my small studio apartment. The
next day the streets were quiet and
empty, a dusting of snow just enough to
fill the cracks between the cobblestones.
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