Last night was dreary and dark. Depressing. When I drove to meet my friend for drinks it was raining, pitch black as midnight, although it was only 4:45 in the afternoon. Cars streamed from work to home, as much as they ever stream from anywhere to anywhere around here, and I wondered how I hadn’t noticed that it was quote-unquote rush hour. I questione…
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