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Parking Garage; “Richard Burton”; The word

Parking Garage   1 This morning, after rush hour, the only spaces left were on the roofless top of the hospital parking garage. My car’s the last one up here now, well past sunset, the city glowing below, scattered stars feebly shining, the dark graphs of the mountains’ rise and fall an unreadable record surrounding […]

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