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The morning earlier brought fog and smoke. When you look at the wipers, it’s as if they’re not carrying things around in their sleep, but throwing firewood into the park’s barbecue. The guy was sitting on the pipe and warming himself up, scrolling through his Instagram feed. There are no Christmas trees, only numbers and a slide in this park.
