The city is moody in the rain. Smudged with paintbrushes rinsed with earth-specked water. Darkened curtains, drooping, hang at the edges of the day. Waiting to close, waiting to bring an end to the glowering, furrowed-brow skies. The clouds group like warriors, black in the middle, holding fistfuls of water. 'We'll show you who's boss,'... Continue Reading →

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