Saturday, December 22, 2007
Christmas at the New Sanno Hotel
I tumbled fast asleep wearing my party dress and dreamed that I was sleeping in the house of my childhood. It was deserted and full of lonely creaks. My only comfort was a tiny dog, physically unlike any of the substantial yellow canines I grew up with. His eagerness filled every corner of me and I knew nothing but gratitude for him.
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