Telluride Daily Planet, Tuesday, January 18, 2011 Dust motes hang in the watery late-afternoon light. Recumbent on a velvet couch, I am stroking the sensuous fabric. But my skin is dry. There’s a hangnail. Where am I? How did I get here? I suddenly feel the weight and form of a pastry in my other …
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