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(the story so far)

He had come prepared:

– a suitcase containing ten miles of sky
– a tiny banjolele
– and a heart made from blossom and cloud.

His mission:

– to win the heart of Deedee Maroon,
who lived in the city of FarTooWideAndLong.

But Deedee was unmoved:

– the sky was too pale (and contained no thunder)
– the songs were too shrill
– and the heart disintegrated in her thin, crushy hands.

I’ve started making small watercolour scenes in matchboxes. This is my first try: Paris in a box

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