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Maybe it is my pre-carnival mood. The diamond grid. It reminds me of Italian commedia dell’arte. Carnival Venice style. Puppets, masks, the mysterious eyes behind. Luring, seductive. I love carnival. I remember returning from the parade with a bag full of caramels. Another time we went to see the “drunken harmonies” playing across the streets…
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I haven’t told you yet about a friend of mine, a beautiful lady, happy, light, colourful. She has lived a life full of beautiful people and beautiful stories that she generously shares with me, writing them down as the words flow into her hand, unedited. I love it. She tells me about her husband, her…