I gazed from the bar’s gravel backyard at the neat row of three windows on the top floor of a building across the way, wondering if I’d see anything, waiting for something to happen.
Saturday, September 12, 2020
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I gazed from the bar’s gravel backyard at the neat row of three windows on the top floor of a building across the way, wondering if I’d see anything, waiting for something to happen.
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