notes from the outer world.

Too: Places to not rest. Solid metal benches in brightest sun, every likely source of natural shadow carefully eliminated or pushed beyond the borders of the park. A small semi-artificial lake, and a kid screaming in anger and disappointment at being forced out of the water by its parents. The hum of insects in blooming meadows. An old old summer day.

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