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July 22, 2015

My holiday celebrations concluded with fireworks from a park across the way, reds, greens and golds as seen through a glass office building between my windows and the park, the distortion produced by the office’s doubled panes almost as though the fireworks were not of flame but water, which rose, washed against the glass and broke, rippling the length of the display.

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