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It is an absolutely gorgeous day, the sort where going out for a walk on my lunch hour is a pleasure, even if the proximate cause is a visit to the nearest branch of my bank. That dealt with, instead of going straight to get lunch, I walked a few random blocks of Park Avenue (the neighborhood is full of construction, and thus of narrowed sidewalks and those light-blocking safety sheds). Now I have a spinach salad, and am catching up quickly on email. Gym tonight. Library books returned tomorrow. Aunt tomorrow or Wednesday.
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