An Early Dourado Sketch Part 2 A Wishful Fantasy
November had set in, winter’s cloak was descending, and I was finally able to make the move that had been planned for a year. I managed to schedule the air travel to make a stopover enroute to my final destination up North where the winds hit heavy on the borderlines. Stopping over in Denver for a day, to meet someone whom I had met and had many conversations with in the past year, and knew I was moving to another place to start over again. She said that she wanted to get together, and to at...
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