I had this dream last night where I was seeing Greensboro for the first time. It is a city I have dreamed of before, an amalgam of Paris and Charleston and my own dear home; a city on the sea, with cobblestone streets and restored Victorian houses. I recognize the eggplant-colored hotel. Even though it is day, close to twilight, the streets are
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