A sunny day. Our high was 73F. I miss the smell of autumn leaves smoldering in front yards, after being raked into tall piles. But no, that thing that once was, to me, the spicy, smoky smell of fall has been stolen by leaf blowers, because people are too goddamm lazy to rake leaves.
I have been hung up on The Night Watchers. Two days ago I hit
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