Arabesques and Bottle Blondes
Issue #131
Winter 2016-17
The Scheherazades played bridge every Thursday afternoon. Probably there were reasons for this as the ladies in the group might, on occasion, attest. The sea was there before them, its meaning immeasurable. After a twelfth trick, the one most beautiful...
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