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i've been
seeing a lot of this lately: the after-midnight lonely seattle rainy street view. i'm usually dragging a rolly-bag that's getting soaked through to the records and gear jammed in there. the last bus comes, it's full of people happy to ignore one another until we separate and forget having never met. i'm grateful for the slick brick, a reminder that not everything gets immediately erased.
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