a black and white photograph of an unfinished stage set
the odd person here and there
they seem like toy figures in a child's play-set, so still
only colourless
'I know why clouds were made,' he said. 'It's so we can imagine them to be other things, like yesterday, I saw a hen with her baby chicks, and then they moved, and then one of the chicks was behind the hen, and then the hen was lying down, and then...'
I like that reason.
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