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‘Ana, ana’ \(me,me\) as he tapped his chest.  Take just one picture of me.  I never got his name, but he lives in the Saddam City district of northern Baghdad.  Photo credit: Farah Laith Click to visit more images of … Continue reading

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a hundred loves (continued)

Haven’t forgotten about the list of loves, though I have realized—sitting on the edge of my bed, I balled my eyes out after writing the first thirty-seven—that I have forgotten about most of the ones I loved.  Remember, this is … Continue reading

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a hundred loves

Out of bed.  Considered writing yesterday (like everyday).  In fact, I just remembered that I had actually opened the Movable Type new entry page.  Never stroked a single key, though.  Some more important diversion (which I can’t recall now) distracted … Continue reading

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