#VisDare 135: Negotiating

At long last I found you again my darling, after all those months of anxiety! Where could you be? And you are there, just in front of me, in the middle of those inert little dolls... When your turn comes be sure that fellow will notice your guy, I'm a good head above the others. … Continue reading #VisDare 135: Negotiating

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Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.   Passers-by in the rain in a mist of thoughts, faces forlorn no-one knows how long, how long waiting for you to vanish never to see your beloved face again. Image: Little Penthouse, 1931. Martin Lewis. Drypoint, via kafkasapartment