And it's the end of January.
I'm at least as dismayed and bewildered as these babies.
I haven't seen the sun in forever, and the grey pall is tentacling its way into every waking minute.
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there is uncertainty: what to say even in the dignity of the world preserved in light, the lick of ...
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Friends and old neighbors shutting it down in honor of John Crawford. _
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