it's really a lovely day out there. The sun is warm on my skin, but the air is dry; the sky bright, clear blue. The grass is saturated green, odd for late August, because of the continuous line of storms that passed over our heads this summer. A few trees are hinting at orange, just at their fingertips. The first few acorns have fallen on the pavement, making for excellent cracking underfoot.
Nothing Is Sacred
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