(How the day went from the blissful early morning to sweeping sunset, without pause or patter, without sugar or smoke, without the benefit of a sudden departure from the script.) We boarded the caravan some little time ago One door each way Frosted glass panels Dim light from outside Illuminating the drab nylon covers On …
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