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Witch Hazel I was looking for something new about Bar Harbor lonely and dark the lights of the shore hotels reaching deep into the Atlantic into something getting older and increasingly forgotten like a convention of the last Hegel scholars gathered glasses twinkling in the last grand dining room on the 122nd line of North longitude way out there in the exploding surf black and scary with seaweed slipping on life and death imperatives and some fool calling in the din for a lobster bib thats Bar Harbor for you but I didnt find it until night brought WNEW to me across the starry distance the Mills Brothers young again quite a shock travelling sentimentally like all line of sight transmissions hundreds of miles further into this neck of the celestial sphere than the signal should have carried them queer as hell and my family asleep in the back of the car while I start wondering if anyone else north of Hartford is hearing this unnaturally clear acute somehow and I imagine driving my father out here way out here l3l