46 words by 1 writer in Aireys Inlet

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Burning the Books

by David Wade Chambers

Aireys inlet — I love a good book burning: flames, shadows, licking at the sky’s brain (low-lying cerebro-nimbus). Oh, to have been in Alexandria or raging with the Nazis at Frankfort. This evening, I’ll settle...

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