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Island of lost toys

Island of lost toys

The stop sign was flattened. Pole twisted down to the road, red octagon turned vaguely upward, half in the road, as though drunk and disoriented. It was one of those jumbo stop signs – the size that they put at major intersections where two fast roads meet. I stopped to grab a photo because it … read more Island of lost toys

Posted on December 27, 2016April 20, 2017Author LisaCategories ImprovisationTags 2000, bunny, imagination, story, toys
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