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A Wee Sore

Seven by the coast of the Celtic Sea, gray drizzle everywhere, a chill and tame air, the birds commuting back and forth through the lane on food runs for the kids, the coffee decent tart and sweet, my arm a wee sore from the second jab, and off we go into Friday.

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