In the evening Mexican neighbors launch fireworks over the intersection. I'm not sure where they come from, the roof of the dentist's office, maybe, or the alley behind it. Sitting in the wing chair reading, I hear the launch-thud and turn in time to see two explode in quick succession. They are close enough that I can see the ash falling.
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