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[bowl_of_lilacs]

so i'm in portland!  i always, always forget what it's like to arrive back here.  i was trying to explain it to my father: that even the overpasses are familiar, that the the angles and colors of the roads and the trunks of the trees, the windows of buildings, the depth of the sky, it's all so piercingly exactly right, even if i don't belong here

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[travisezell]

What evening are you likely to be free and thirsty? After this weekend I'll give you a try.