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We didn't slow as we headed down a narrow street, really no more than an alley, and rushed across a square with a fountain spraying rainbow colored water. People -- and things -- scattered and I saw feathers, fur and perhaps even scales as we rushed past.
At the next corner, Maggie stopped long enough to catch her breath and talk to a window which repeated the
Published on December 13, 2013 00:14