An original egg
Several weeks ago, when I was doing my grocery shopping at Carrefour (the WalMart of France), I saw this egg in the tray. I picked it up and held it in my hand; and instantly we drew a small crowd of people who found the egg equally disturbing. “C’est bizarre” was their assessment. Well, that cinched it. I had to have it. I have always been attracted to the fringe: The broken lemon drops The forgotten fruit The questions without answers The mystery schools The contrarians...
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