Fourth of July. Table of food. Beach full of strangers. A handful of friends and family.
Two sets of fireworks. Buckets of moosquitoes. Fabulous clouds. Summer is finally here.
Hot dog!
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"Well, Art is Art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know." -Marx
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