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The City I Didn’t Choose, But Came To Love

When I think of it I think first of the heaviness of the air, the way it seems to tremble and shimmer in the distance, the way that distance arranges itself into freeway traffic, an island-skyline, and the infinite blue where the coils of petrochemical fumes disappear. A sense of invisible movement to the light. When you stop and disengage from the fast pace of life, you hear the…