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 VILLAS In the villa at the edge of memory, time stands still.The walls still whisper. The music has gone, there is no intellect. Only this faded facade, these weathered rooms, as empty as the echo from an abandoned sea conch, smelling of salt and honey. |
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 Arcadian Nights Diptych 76 x 50 in |
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