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You hear small gravel. Burrowing. Then nothing.Thena breathing other than your own,so slowthe breathing incontinues from one glacier to the next.
John Barr
Mario López-Goicoechea
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Gorgeous. So vivid. Thanks.
London-based, Cuban writer. Author of “Cuban, Immigrant, and Londoner” https://uk.bookshop.org/a/6886/9781528994293 https://acubaninlondon.medium.com/membership
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