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Chris Friel, from the series Harris 240324
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Truls Espedal 
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Articulated mammoth ivory figure, 40,000 - 10,000 BC
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Rocio Villanueva, Me quiero libre (2014)
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Là dhuinn aig fiadhach nan dearg ’s nach d’èirich an t-sealg nar car, gum faca sinn mìle bàrc air an tràigh aig teachd thar lear. One day as we hunted the roe and the hunt didn't go our way, we saw a thousand long ships landing from across the sea.
opening lines to old Highland air Cath Mhànuis (before 1812)
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Bouquet  # 2 by stonelantern
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Jacques-Henri Lartique, Arlette Boucard (Cannes, May 1929)
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It doesn’t really matter if I met him in a bar, picked him up or was picked up; in the morning he pushed me out of bed saying You must go, my wife’s due back. And catching the 7.43am bus I thought It doesn’t really matter, what did I expect? These are my fingers spread out to touch, the palms turned down, the kisses like nets; these are the lines, when I was a girl the fortune teller said You will travel.
Vicki Viidikas, Future in ‘Asian Journal of Literature, Culture and Society’ vol. 7, iss. 1 (April 2013)
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