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[smokingboot]

The wind is moving. There were foxes in the garden last night, and the birds are riotous now, even while clouds gather over the trees.

I need air and hills and rain. I'm sick of work.

Come with me!

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We must make time move faster...

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or by then I'll probably be craving neon, casinos and electric cars!