Her white brick storefronts were bathed in March showersΒ and Spring flowers Umbrellas depicted every shade of the rainbow , A gaggle of blackbirds sang paeans from the courthouse square , The bell tower struck the noon hour No one seemed to really care Appointments were being addressed , diners were serving lunch , traffic slowed to a capricious halt , rainy weather fraught with cold and visible breath Sunshine struggled for a moment , only to be buried in gray blankets* ...
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