Preamble
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- Guidebook to a Lost Empire Kelly O'Neill
Contents of this path:
- The "last, best" guidebook
- This is the book.
- It is a portal.
- It is a handbook.
- Frivolous? No.
- No superabundance of matter.
- It is an accumulation.
- Or is it?
- A heap of scraps.
- Torn apart.
- This changes everything.
- The declaration.
- Expression of doubt.
- The goldemyn.
- Enter the metaphor.
- And, enter Cleopatra.
- Goldmines.
- 2,372 pieces...
- and a portion of wanderlust.
- Russia.
- Notes
- Yes, notes.
- Dis-arranged.
- An empire of smoke.
- A coffee desert
- in which one might yet stay classy.
- The scent of fish and pickles
- and a flask of good, cheap wine.
- A place for tea.
- So here's a generous offer
- regarding underwear and cigars
- bound books, gunpowder, and hot water
- linens and insect powder.
- Then onto the perils of sleighs
- toboggans
- cameras
- and aurochs.
- And the consolation of tigers.
- On tenterhooks?
- It is time that must be settled.
- Time, at the moment, is unsettled.
- Tabled.
- Mapped.
- Peskiness, revealed.
- And feasting, avoided.