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  • ACT I Cherokee Rose

    As I sauntered down Cherokee Rose St. during a windy summer evening in the bleak desert of French Valley, I catch glimpse of a mirror laying along side the abandoned ...

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Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.
— Sigmund Freud