August 30th 2016

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asleep
····in the rusty pick-up truck—a girl’s bare
········feet
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There’s something hard to describe about a late August evening. The shadows go deeper and there’s a melancholy stillness to the sun’s light and a brooding darkness in every cloud.
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298 August 30th 2016 | bottlecap
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