Silvergrey lines. Shapeless clouds, abstract patterns in dissolving light. There might be birds in those trees, a waxing moon is tangible yet not visible. Screeching noises of a car starting over, and irrelevant music echoing through the backyards. It's always dusk, somewhere.

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