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Skeletal trees are beautiful.. I never realised how much (and no, smarties, it's not because we don't have trees in Bombay.)



I like their air of prim perfection, like the genteel poor; they call up in me a little fear and some tenderness - it's a certain reckless nakedness, like that of some crazy old women you see with their thin yet wild white hair; dressed all wrong, but still walking inside the memory of being mocking, successful beauties in their youth.




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