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Saturday, May 25, 2019
36 toward the Omer
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Baltimore, day 3: I hurry alone through the Separation so the plumes of smoke do not set off the detectors before dissipating. Afterward, from bed, I watch lightning and thunder play out swift connection, procrastinated impact.
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