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It is another of these sorts of nostalgic days, a calm day, wishful, wistful, but not in an unpleasant sort of way. The rain is light, the fog heavier, and the lights in the house are bright now after the cool streets so early in the morning, the quiet whoosh, the cleansing of days and thoughts, comfort, absence of sun, light within.

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