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The radio's playing songs I like.
I'm driving. I'm stopping for a cookie

and coffee from a tiny bakery,
walking, cup in one hand,

cookie in the other. Everything is crisp,
but I'm not looking, only

listening to women's voices,
feeling the quick, woolen scratch

of their jackets as we pass.

 
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