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September 2009, vol 5 no 3

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Bob Lucky



The day after Typhoon Morakot passes through, I find a fish, four inches of silver, in a puddle in the road. It must have fallen from the sky with the rain. Not knowing what to do, I tell the staff at work about it. Someone tells me later they ate it.

a little more sky
slips into view

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