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Friday, December 24, 2010

Kevin


Kevin liked to collect green, glass bottles. Bottles that were translucent, bottles that were opaque. Some had round bases, others square. Some geometric, some flowing like a blades of grass in the breeze. Some stood like giants. Some appeared fragile and vulnerable. And there were bottles of all manner of forms and sizes in-between. No one else understood Kevin’s collection. Kevin was colour blind.