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August arrives, hot and breathless and full of all the things you held on to too tightly. And all the places that defined summer begin to melt together, the sand that got stuck in your hair and the bug bites you picked at too much, and the taste of every sunset that slipped through the car window. Somehow, each summer is its own lifetime, we love and eat and the sun will come back without fail.
Throwback to 12-passenger life.

Throwback to 12-passenger life.

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A Foggy Day, Edward Gorey

nevver:

A Foggy Day, Edward Gorey