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December 30, 2007
Racing up and down the street on secret missions, each encapsulating some unknown goal. This pole has seen fights and plots and comings and goings. It has stood there, perhaps since 1941 since before the second world war, before the US invaded so many countries, it still stands, watching over the houses here, watching families created, grow & and leave home, watching old men and women leave too, watching young families leave for bigger houses. The groceries, laundry, purchases and refuse, the comings and goings with bags and packages. The hobbies that land us each in a new space.