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TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER

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08.09.12

The day feels like California: dry warmth, muscular sunshine, the acrid tang of traffic. The marina glimmers, its white boats whiter.

The unhurried time of a heat wave calls for ocean-dipped toes, cold watermelon everyday, and shaded wood-walks.




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