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Instant Vapour Trails

Instant vapour trails across the plains - isn't bad as far as openings go. She prefers the one she wrote mentally only yesterday - on the streetcar named Brian. But she can't remember names. Not anymore. Anymore than she can remember numbers or the reason why she's on the train.

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Phil Doran

submitted at 8:59pm

18 May 2009

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