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Sanity Holding Its Own

Eight along the coast of the Celtic Sea, the sky painted in cool grays with a sliver of pale blue lying with ruler precision over the far ridge, the birds busy, the air restless with a chill bite, the coffee decent sharp and sweet, and across in America sanity holding its own.

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