"A clay pot sitting in the sun will always be a clay pot. It has to go through the white heat of the furnace to become porcelain."
Mildred Witte Stouven
You could have had your elbows propped up on the parapet of the ferry to the kampong You could have sighed at the sunset faded from the lo...
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