Last night the party and pop-up couples, new shapes sliding through music and open doors. A lovely woman dressed in silk imaginings, and ghosts of innuendo tapping bedroom windows, gritty creatures washed away by morning and strong coffee, reality and sunlight unfurling over shadow-crows cackling in darkness. Copyright © Anne Fraser
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