Isabel

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This cloud, I prayed, has simply got to have a silver lining. • The silver lining was rain. A sudden, mistaken rain that came all at once in the middle of the following Thursday, vanishing after five minutes upon noticing its blunder. No clouds, seventy-five degrees, no reason, but it rained.
Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, The Flesh, and L.A.
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