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it's not the bustling city with its massive modernity and ever present life. it's not the mountains with their wild, untamed nature and their way of making towns look small. but something stands to be said for the way the highways curve into a mall complex designed to look pleasing, And for the way millions of cars and parents and children manage to fit together like a puzzle so one can drop her youngest off run errands with her eldest and be home in time for her favorite evening programs.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
A Word for a Weekday Night
it's not the bustling city with its massive modernity and ever present life. it's not the mountains with their wild, untamed nature and their way of making towns look small. but something stands to be said for the way the highways curve into a mall complex designed to look pleasing, And for the way millions of cars and parents and children manage to fit together like a puzzle so one can drop her youngest off run errands with her eldest and be home in time for her favorite evening programs.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
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