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| Second consecutive day of clear skies in Seattle. Managed to get out into it by 2 pm after catching up on email and preparing packages for posting & checks for paying gas and electricity. Walking across Aurora Bridge, mountains all around me, I pause to film a piece of tape S-ing the air. I catch a 16 full of stu- dents on their way to after school first day back after vacation, a commotion in back, something to do with a dollar makes pre-teen girl curse spectacularly. The bus driver stops the bus, gets up and walks back there to quiet the situation as I do my best to ignore it, not wanting to be another gawker looking backwards. I get to the library, return some CDs, pay $5 in fines. At p.o., I blow $30.84 on postage and Buckminster Fuller stamps. The library and post office seem so permanent, but nothing lasts. |
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