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Monday, March 12, 2007
Clutch bag as oyster opening to show a set of perfectly matched pearls spilling into the sea. Evidence. What happened here? Was it a wonderful night of champagne and romance, culminating in a from here to eternity coupling as the waves ebbed and flowed over naked ecstatic bodies? Was there drunkenness, a terrible fight and a girl running from the beach, unaware of the loss of her bag in her grief? Or was it a deliberate saying goodbye, clothes piled neatly, pearls and earrings removed and safely stowed as she stepped naked into the sea and struck out for freedom from all worldly cares? But the bag misses her, follows on the next tide, mouth open crying - wait! wait for me ....
6:19 AM  

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