Trafika Europe 3 - Latvian Sojourn

shaped like a Cross. Though ripened in years, Isabella learned Medicine, became a missionary. She placed a wicker basket on her head where India, Iran, Turkey and Kurdistan dozed in the sun, chasing adventures with guns and bandages. Yet when she mounted a black stallion in Morocco, a Sultan’s gift -- using a ladder, tiny as she was – she thought of her sister as the hand helping her climb. Her sister, like a sudden scent of powdered sugar was blown on the wind – her sister’s neck a chimney, her hair a home, her soul, a fireplace.

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