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The Incredible Adventures of AnnThe Incredible Adventures of Ann. Sunday, June 3, 2012. At seven, the bells one block from my bed remind sleepers there are places to kneel and renew, and if the listeners forget, they ring twice more each half hour, countering the call from Peter’s dreaded bird. A descendant of this bird sits on the wall of our house, screaming his own praises until the neighbor’s broom restores the silence. The abrasive calls of the garbage collectors soon overpower the softness of the dawn. “Baaasura! That tiger was f...
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