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When Every Leaf Is a Flower - Signs and Sirens
I’m aware the autumnal equinox was a week ago, but only today did I register the hopeful, rueful pull of fall. The sun rose late and I with it. I’d been out uncharacteristically late the night before—driving back into the city on dark, wet roads, singing to Nina, guzzling coffee, shifting gears smoothly in my […]
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