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Changing Faces

There was an American R&B female duo with that name that was popular in the 1990s. Their song, 'Stroke U Up' was 'heated' or caused heat to put things mildly :-) and I liked it very much.

So, below are my changing faces taken in the little cubicle I call my office.


the sideways smile

without my other pair of eyes

wear a smile and have friends, wear a scowl and have wrinkles: George Elliot

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