February 1st, 2017

from-75th-beachCold, gray, rainbow beach is mine alone- mine and a squatting goose sedulously giving me a disparaging eye. The improbable city across the rippling gray lake was washed in gray. Suddenly, stunningly, the lowering sun slipped a shaft of light through the resolute cloud cover and illuminated the city like a risen Atlantis.

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