sunday. i take r. for a walk and an envelope drop. there's a destination and after. home. the air is heavy with exhaust and slowly penetrating. i admit the sadness of the world. the driving range is set to expand and the highway. dog park tree bark. coyote feels the squeeze. already. viral development. half breath's exhaust never. cant keep it in. fish come on shore. go out come on your pillow your casbah. follow a goose print line aloft. g—host cross clarence extinction darrow this bridge condemned.
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