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It was small for me too in the post-- I did a google image search and found the site of those "rain" paintings. Copied it in largest form available from site, then posted it.THanks for the larger view. I wonder why it was a thumbnail for doc, a small picture for me and you got it this size? I'll try to watch the sizing better on futures choices.
"When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or rain?" Henry recalled these words from his late wife's play and trembled at the stirring cold air. The earth was still fresh on her grave and the innane beeping of a truck backing up was one of the few night sounds. Like a Poe tale, or Macbeth, he pondered the idea of digging up her body and embracing her once more. Ashamed at heart, he bowed his head and simply said, "out, out brief candle!"
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Thomas, awakened suddenly from a nightmarish dream, enters his memory of the dream in his "sleep journal". Silently the spirit of death watches through desolate eyes.
The natives watched in awe as two villagers attempted the first ever operation that was believed to cure not only unibrow but vastly improved one's ability to correctly hold scissors.
You really should get that lanced.
Yeah, that black pus pocket is gross.
I hear if you pee on it, it will clear right up.
That's jellyfish stings, dumbazz, we don't know what THAT is.
.....while Reginald pretended to be enthralled by his side action's piano skills, Leroy plotted the death of the god-awful flower in that hideous vase......