This is what it looks like here. How are things out your way?
(Spring in Town, by Grant Wood) I rent a room in the place on the hill off to the right. You can see the owners out in the yard. I’m inside, reading or writing or listening to music or thinking lofty artsy thoughts. And shame on me for not knowing this: first women only spacewalk …
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