At six o’clock I start to listen to the day. I hear the whirr of traffic and lawn mowers and asphalt drills and orioles and birch trees rustling in the wind. The sounds existed before, but only in a muffled state, as though I was previously listening underwater. The day ceases to revolve around the automatons, the veiled political subtleties, the senseless cessation to import...
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