Monday, April 23, 2007

Spadina streetcar, leaning against an open window.

Caucasian woman, late 20s, wearing a green cargo shirt with buttoned, rolled up sleeves and low sitting black jeans, sunglasses perched on her head, hair feathered by a light spring breeze.

Middlesex, Jeffrey Eugenides (Vintage)

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In the same way, I like to imagine my brother and me, floating together since the world's beginning on our own raft of eggs.

His older brother rolled, landing hard on the gravel, skidding into the grass, hunched over and holding his elbow. As the train steamed on, the boy gripped the ladder and pulled himself into the car, missing his chance to be just like him.

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