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Nonsense

and as nathan arises from his bed…

he squints as he looks outside, at the men standing on the corner, at the cars silently roaming the concrete maze of this city.

he puts some espresso on the stove and turns on some billy joel. then and only then does he check his phone for messages.

none. oh well. better put on some pants.

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