A MUSEUM & A DESERT MIND

I apologize for having disappeared. I have fallen into a ginger-colored undertow. The undertow’s name is Chris. You know, he’s that younger fella I met on the dock here in Namibia. His eyes are chalcedony blue, which is this translucent, cryptocrystalline quartz gemstone that is a soft, milky blue with a glassy luster. He says...

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