when i left the house at five after seven this morning, i walked outside to find that all of pompano beach was covered in mist. it was hanging just above the ground and stretched up to the sunrise, or what was left of it, and the millions of tiny droplets of water hit my cheeks and eyelashes and fingertips and ankles and made the ungodly hour and
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