Semper erit aestas.
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New York City.
The vestiges of my American youth.
"For him in vain the envious seasons roll
who bears eternal summer in his soul."
O.W.H.
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Thu
Sep
24
Forty-eight hours until I have showered and polished my finisher's medal and probably thrown my bra in the trash can and uncorked my first bottle of chardonnay and lowered myself (screaming) into a bathtub full of ice water and called my mom and daddy and perhaps my former bosses and all my ex-boyfriends to tell them, "What now, huh?! Unemploy this, bitches! I just ran ANOTHER marathon!" Yawn.
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