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Somehow Midweek

Eight by the coast of the Celtic Sea, an undecided sky, hazy gray but with brushed light blue out over the harbor ridge, a tame air with a proper chill, the collared dove at station in the lane, fluting alto, the coffee decent sharp and sweet, and it’s somehow midweek.

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