Her Bad Mother
March 28, 2011
It is not known precisely where angels dwell – whether in the air, the void, or the planets. — Voltaire
Voltaire, obviously, never saw a small child alight upon a stair, his blankie aloft, the sun in his hair. Then he would know. They dwell here.
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