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Deliverance in No Hurry

Seven near the coast of the Celtic Sea, only the east over the ridge thick with clouds, a deepening blue with wisps of pink doming the town, a proper chill in the tame air, the coffee decent sharp and sweet, the collared dove at sentry in the lane, and deliverance in no hurry.

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