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I'm not a hoarder mind you, but unwittingly do collect stuff for a day that some neutrino strikes a chance idea into existence.
In my garage can be found a schmattering of great finds offered freely to the dginns of San Francisco's curbside economy - all meant for exhuming – nay, resurrecting – ideas presumed buried in the catacombs of a psyche-mind - mine. Watched with patient intent for a motionless finger to twitch, then a hand whereby a body needs follow; thus such suchness of stories brought to mind, to lives...to be told in word and image.
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