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The Puppeteer

00 The odor of a cheese and pickle sandwich, the small burn holes in his shirt from the cigarette ash – black across the edges, just like the holes in her burned out soul. Only a few of the reminiscences of her grandfather – the puppeteer – that stick in her thoughts as if at that […]

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