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bkim

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Sunday, March 18, 2018 2:06 PM


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Robert

“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. Today, October 2, a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick streets, it stopped and summer was gone.”
A. Bartlett Giamatti

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SunDevilCollection

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Joined: Jul 2015

Sunday, March 18, 2018 2:13 PM


   

bkim

Posts: 842
Joined: Jul 2016

Sunday, March 18, 2018 2:17 PM


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Robert

“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. Today, October 2, a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick streets, it stopped and summer was gone.”
A. Bartlett Giamatti

robertkimble.us/tradingcards


   

Xanadude

Posts: 486
Joined: Aug 2017

Sunday, March 18, 2018 3:09 PM


   

bkim

Posts: 842
Joined: Jul 2016

Sunday, March 18, 2018 7:10 PM


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Robert

“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. Today, October 2, a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick streets, it stopped and summer was gone.”
A. Bartlett Giamatti

robertkimble.us/tradingcards


   

  

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