Tuesday, January 4, 2005MORBID REMAINSThe bedraggled bows drooping from faded wreaths that seem more funeral now as I walk down this familiar street to catch the bus to work. It's garbage day in Cambridge, the first since New Years, and the mountains of trash in front of every home make it difficult to navigate down the street.... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Cynthia at 4:47 AM Comments (20) (link) |
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