It’s 4:41pm here in Brooklyn, and everywhere else in this time zone, too, probably, I don’t know, I’m not a meteorologist.
It’s sunny and clear and I see birds in the sky, which would be nice if I didn’t despise birds and sun and clarity.
I can see helicopters glid…
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