Thursday, August 4, 2011

Empire Grand

Dear City,

I still miss you. Sometimes to the point of aching. I miss the buzz and the hum most of all. You have a breath and a life and a mind of your own. Your personality is both endearing and infuriating. But you already knew that, didn't you?

Please take care of all of the people I care about who are still with you. I miss them too.

You can keep your blasted humidity though. I don't miss that one bit.


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