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Monday, June 9, 2008

34. We set to sail on a packet full of spice, rum, and tea leaves

"Tell the tale of the Jewess and the Mandarin Chinese boy,
He led her down from her gilded canopy of cloth.
And through her blindfold she could make out the figures there before her,
And how the air was thick with incense, cardamom, and myrrh."

Posted by Arash at 9:21 PM
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