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Wandering

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It wasn’t a good walk spoiled, so much as complicated. I wasn’t setting any records, but I had to keep moving around if I wanted to pay the right kind of attention. Wandering isn’t always immediately productive, but it’s almost always the point; a lot distracts, but just enough gets things done.

A tree casts a midday canopy of leaves' shadow on a muted bluish gray painted building wall with a more intense chlorine pool blue billboard frame empty except for two graffiti tags in white marker ink.

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