None Of Us Knowing

“It was snowing– big wet flakes that melted down our collars.  God, we were drunk!  Laughing, balancing on the icy railing of the University Bridge.  Making faces at the bundled-up burghers and their fat ladies who huffed and puffed past, spouting steam and never giving us a glance, and none of us– not even the burghers– knowing that we were living our happy ending in advance…”  ~excerpted from The Man Who Painted the Dragon Griaule by Lucius Shepard, ©1984

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  1. markonit

    ….I know this is so… I have spent days in the snow such as this and I know I felt an exhilaration that was consciousness raising…

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