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A bullet whistles past a polish jew. He escapes his hostile habitat and disguises his name. A woman faints at the gore of her future career. As she falls, a handsome figure catches her eye along with her body. So close yet almost so far. Strange how so many near misses lead to entire existences.
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
A Series of Near Misses
A bullet whistles past a polish jew. He escapes his hostile habitat and disguises his name. A woman faints at the gore of her future career. As she falls, a handsome figure catches her eye along with her body. So close yet almost so far. Strange how so many near misses lead to entire existences.
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
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