I'm off to Spain for a few weeks but I have my stack of origami paper with me, so I'm expecting to come back with a veritable flock of cranes. Lotte and I have already explored a few ways to enhance the crane folding experience: we fold junk mail, we fold pictures of guns, bombs etc, we draw on our paper first, we fold pages from supplement magazines wantign us to buy clothes, kitchens, cars... We're have a lot of fun. Folding cranes while listening to the radio is perfect.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together
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A story, essay, lyric or rhyme with no reason almost every day...