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day fifty eight
Old Man, Neil Young.
I was walking home from work, in the sun, listening to this song, with the knowledge that I was going to book club that night, that my brother was staying over the following night, that I was going to watch some West Wing, that uni was almost over. It was nice.

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aspiring designer, lover of words, music junkie
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