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The Inbetween Place, a Thing About Twilight, Always Has
Even the birds seemed to have thinned out. There were none in actual view, but there were traces. In the summer time, you find like worms and ants, but iy'm not having souch mind one one thing that's moving, not like a tree. Anybody here. Hear them pulldon hear that? That was it, the cacophony of bird. So we kept going, come on, trudge along. But i could tell there was something wrong with hannah. She had a look on her face, not the normal one of affectionate exasperation and annoyance with me. It was more like she felt weary. I do just, i feel weird and