Back to the chair and the low rumble from the ancient iPod on an unassuming shelf, the relaxing hum of fans and a filter, the prod and spur of rain in my face and on my windshield, and the finishing of a couple of productive months with one last song coalescing from a word glimpsed outside a house.
Last song
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