fall is coming, and with it october. soon i shall walk through my city at twilight, the leaves crackling beneath my steps like ashes under an amber sky. down sidewalk and shadow, i sing little songs, searching for coffee and wisdom; i find it in smoky neon islands on the sea of night, [...]
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