Somewhere out along Bishop's Lodge Road there's a peacock. Often when I drive past, I hear its call, and am immediately taken back to India. Every time.
On the turntable: The Box Tops, "Nonstop"
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Frozen moments when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork
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