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Remnants

Remnants

I’ve been back to the house a half-dozen times now, maybe more. Each time there is some other small thing to gather up. Fragments of the life of this house. The packers, who wrapped, boxed and inventoried every single item in the entire house before carting it off to storage, randomly left little pieces. They … read more Remnants

Posted on August 28, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ShelterTags 1999, architecture, bones, Dubai, furniture, possessions
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