I was born...

I was born to stand on a street corner playing a concertina. Or to sell old prints in a bookstall on the edge of the Seine. And now it's too late, too late, far too late!
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Published on June 24, 2014 14:27
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The Danforth

Wayne McNeill
Good evening, O children of herbs and fruits and abstinences! I wish this winter would end. Slipping and sliding on the slush is no fun. I want to see the springtime tulips in the gardens of the littl ...more
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