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| Watercolor pencil art by David Street |
Getting older, he liked living in an older neighborhood.
When he walked for exercise, he passed the leveled calm of lawns. Cars passed
him occasionally, with the muted hiss of residential speeds. The trees had seen
many Midwestern years and they swayed and arched high over him like dark green
arms, more comforting than any gates.
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