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February 3, 2011

Blue-50

Blue slid back into the city early in the morning, into a paisley print brown house on a corner with a porch, a roommate who never came out of his room, and he put up a bench swing on the porch.† Blue got a job at the local hospital as a pharmacy technician.† He walked to work, and found he didnít need a car, or very much money.† It was summer and cool in the valley. Blue liked to read and play with his motorcycle. On weekends he would go for rides along the river with friends from work.