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It is cool out here pleasant is a word Ive long since meant to use. There is starshade on the embassy lawns. Two trees slam dunk the sun great white flowers on dark ponds and abrupt green shade. The sky is black and heavy with rain. Embassy lawns. White legs beneath her skirts. A gaunt bar shattered and laughless. A man with a nightstick l0 feet away and I am afraid of him. dark trees He stands a shadow behind my back poised and silent. I do not look at him just as hard as he does not look at me.