The best part was one side street I did not plan to take.
A bakery window, two people talking too close to the curb, a train time I had to check twice. That was enough.
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January 23, 2024
The best part was one side street I did not plan to take.
A bakery window, two people talking too close to the curb, a train time I had to check twice. That was enough.
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