Just a passerby
Another long day finishes with the flourish of a triumphant government. The final meeting of a longer year, where the budget passes with barely a wrinkle, the meal is delicious and the hired help (me) head home long before midnight. Bliss, because the weather is also triumphant. Warm without overstatement, clear, a hint of a coming moon. Enough to leave me ready for a walk in the old city among the night class, even if I no longer belong. I’m just an observer, on the road to replenish our coffee supply before heading back to all the comforts of home.
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