29 December 2009. Dawn light through white curtains...
Neighbors' cars nose to nose on quiet street--insistent voice of starter motor, engine engaging in bloom of white exhaust...
Or, the Bud Light delivery truck, backed tight against 7-eleven facade. Driver buried in cab, hovering over forms propped on wheel...
A restless morning...young mother in Chamonix baseball cap, pony tail and dark green sweater, waiting for file to download as tiny blond Lita and her older brother explore the interstices of neighborning machines... On to water cooler possibilities across the room...
Greg, in patient voice, "Let's go see mommy..."
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