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What Lies Beneath the Melting Clocks: The Beauty of Form and the Persistence of Interpretation

It is 6:55. Half of the face shines bright white, while the rest is shaded. Deep brown hands point persistently, although their compass is folded…

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Seen at 11:30pm

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Pip and Jane

an original plagiarism by Sarah Formica

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