So Many Brooms, Why This CurtainArlene Ang
Put a broom in the woman's hand and we have the character for "wife." —Edoardo Fazzioli, Chinese Calligraphy (trans. Geoffrey Culverwell) 1 Back then, the woman was a few bites left on the chopstick. There must have been less hunger. The dish was asphyxia by rice. 2 With this broom, her mother said, you inherit the earth. It was spring. She opened the bedroom window to find the wall outside the window. 3 Every day was a cubicle. Burn after living. Light disappeared only to appear again in another dimension. 4 There are 2-3 letter differences between wife and witch. Which are they really. One adult femur in the hot soup stirring the babies.
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