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Beyond Singapore


Ancient people walked through here.
When they were alive. 
Art of Africa, art of Rome.
Leonardo da Vinci, nouveau, The Lonely City.

Surrealism, the Byzantines, the Renaissance.
Steampunk, Picasso, the Modernists.
No fear King Lear.
The Dunlop Tortex Sharp 1.14 mm.
More about Sophia Loren, about Mailer.
To Singapore and beyond Singapore.
Old maps, new cities, eternal heavens.
Downtown from the 2nd floor.

Free rides and historic parking spaces.
WWII eye witnesses, to hell and back.
From Pompeii to Babylon, the Cities of Eden.
The four corners, the pale blue dot, the seas.

Code girls, between silk and cyanide.
That mile high fever, that Pueblo revolt.
Dallas myths and La Reunion.
Generation of Swine, Volume 2.
Defining moments of the gilded age.
Orwell was an English rebel before 84.
The real deal, the eyes have it, patient zero.
Mind over meds, no second chance, atlas.

The monk in the garden.
Journals of Lewis and Clark.
The downward spiral of dumbness.
From so simple a beginning, Genesis.

EmAmEmG.

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