THE GREEN/GREEN of SUMMER PROMISES ITS OWN DEMISE THE UNDESCRIBABLE TASTINESS OF OUR LIVES DESPITE EVERYTHING — I FELT LIKE I WAS THERE HOW WE REMEMBER 1970 — THE YEAR OUR LATVIAN GRANDMOTHER DIED 2 DIFFERENT BOATS SAME WORLD HOW COULD THIS BE TOMORROW? HOW WAS THIS YESTERDAY’S? Much love (it’s midnight somewhere)
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I can smell that first picture.