http://slow.writerscafe.org/dezzygc The original writings of author alittlelesscliche en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776109935 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s a trace of perfume. Not even a whiff. No- a trace. That’sall it takes. You remember the highs of laughter, the lows of groans, likean impromptu played by a well known composer.You try to remember the piece. You try to make its essencewhole. You look at the woman walkin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dezzygc/1124780/