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August 13, 2015
We shoot hoops. I've carried this line in my head for weeks now. worried about what I would do with it. But it is time to put it down. We shoot hoops. In the sunny bowl of West Park in the evening under a sky full of clouds. Someone left the basketball there. It has a name sketched on it, but you can't really read it. It has mostly worn off. And every night when we go back the basketball is still there and we take turn shooting hoops and talk about the marvel of the ball that nobody steals.