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Life presents itself as a series of shimmering forms. Coffee rings and red cherries on oatmeal. Orange sunsets against a freeway overpass. Graffiti on palm trees. You could decide not to view these things aesthetically. You could decide not to interpret. Sometimes a rose is just…
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