Rainy day. Spring break. Seventy-some degrees outside. First day this warm. Dark clouds. A sneezing scent. Whimsical a breathe of moist air. Mmm, Perfect Sound Forever. Escape in the wet. “Agua,” your Korean neighbor yells with a smile. Countryside on the sixth floor, oo. “RUNAWAY” in two parts, irretractable. Drift upon White Poppy’s gaze above.
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