There is a house within the house in which I live. It’s a small house, two stories, with a small wooden porch in front, and small paned windows without shutters, and a small chimney poking out of the small roof, and a small front door with an even smaller brass doorknob, begging a knock. This […]
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A Tiny House of Magic
Posted in Bez, In My House
Posted by Kameko on March 7, 2012
http://www.kamekomurakami.com/?p=357
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A Blind Date With a British Comedy ProgrammeSheila looks over the menu. “I think I’ll have the lasagne,” she says. “Lasagne!” Colin exclaims. “You know who else liked lasagne? Hitler, that’s who!” “Hitler?” Sheila says. “Yes, Hitler. Actually, it’s the entire reason he joined forces with the Italians during the war, in order to ensure a constant and steady supply of lasagne. […]
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