voices, one conversation steady and clear, hard to ignore the content (travel tales in Arizona, accidentally crossed border to Nogales), the other indistinct and gentle. Faint traffic masked by buildings, a hum of ventilation, barely perceptible. and the keys of my laptop, the slight tinitus when I listen closely....
Patio of cafe, under cottonwood trees, early autumn comfortable coolness
Jim Cummings
canoncito@gmail.com
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