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Friday, May 05, 2006


Long removed from school days, afternoons like this one still make me restless and sleepy, at once.

Some long-removed part of me wants to drive my parents' car, shifting on the blistering seats, to hot afternoons at the quarry. Sticky with sun and sugar, we would plunge feet first into the cool cloudy depths.


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