Did you really think a summer weekend would pass without our picnic blanket brushing the grass of Montrose, welcoming the familiar scene of the city saying goodbye to the long, summer day?
Did you really think the first city light would twinkle on after the sun slips behind the skyline, and we wouldn't be there to watch it?
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Sometimes I feel like I'm tasting heaven when I read your blog. Really.
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