My eyes are getting so bad and I can never find my glasses

Original Story Kyoka Izumi

So, it's kind of like very fancy eyeglasses for your telescope.

woodwork, cutglass mirrors, oldfashioned paintings, stucco garlands with baroque ornaments, trompel'œil capitals, false doors, fake columns, painted perspectives, false exits.

He's got his dark cheaters on, boss.

Good night. It takes two hours to get ready for a screen test.

You'll soon spend half the day primping before the mirror.

Infrared glasses.

A promise are a hollow sound.

A new lawyer with old tricks, an old lawyer with new tricks.

I also put a mirror in the ceiling, and some fog, some haze.

I'm sorry it took so long, mummy. Here are your glasses.

What was that? Nothing, just an old mirror.

You're not pullin' one of your old tricks.

I waste money and get headaches.

Figs that are dry, and dates and raisins.

Send a letter care of the florist.

The iris hedge planted... next to our old home

That's his boss. He's been trying for an

I'm old Sun from the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits.

The man wearing glasses is an old Chinese author.

You tried too hard, man.

In them old cotton fields back home.

I've got cotton, too. Want some?

As a matter of fact, it's cost my family quite a bit of money.

Eddie Harwood. Owns the Blue Dahlia.

But suppose Mr. Fanning's razor is too dull? Suppose he's got some real money to spread around?

Oh, dear, what a sillybilly. I've gone and left my glasses upstairs.

Pharaoh Ramses the Fifth, whose picture is here, died of smallpox.

He just drew the king of clubs. That makes his count 59.

You'll need the mahogany truncheon on this boyo.

She'll try to teach the things I taught her And end up selling flowers instead

Tell me, Mac, how much did you spend on me?

You couldn't have gone on living amid this trompel'œil architecture, amid these mirrors and columns, amid these doors always ajar, these oversized staircases, in this alwaysopen bedroom.

Well, sir, my glasses were frosted over some, but I think I got a piece of one.

No Lens Filter

No Lens Filter Do not apply a lens filter when rendering the image.

I like being an author's wife. It took time to learn the secret

Did Paulie wear glasses?

Here's another little flower different range of ultraviolet frequencies, different filters to match the pollinators.

Today, when we were walking along Broadway, a little old flower pedlar a deaf and dumb lady gave me this.

There's no reason it has to breed mosquitoes and cause rashes.

I went into a park. There were some old women and children there.

Would you remove your glasses, please?

From your books, I expected you to be old and grey.