"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts..."
-- William Shakespeare, "As You Like It," Act II, Scene VII
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At the Ascent
It was close to twilight by the time the old man, now short of breath, reached the summit. From his vantage point he watched the leisurely ...
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They walked together in the twilight, arm in arm, down the boulevard and onto the bridge. She had never felt so happy. She glanced up at him... -
The sun was beginning to set by the time I eluded my final pursuer. Having a moment to rest, I studied my surroundings. I had never been ... -
Just to be nice, because I certainly didn't want to, I accompanied Odysseus that night to the old cemetery (you know the one ...
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