the smells of the fertile soil in our soon-ready-to-plant garden beds fill my nostrils as my muscles begin to renew their protests over yesterday's exertions and my mouth insists on more cool liquids and my brain swims in inputs and thoughts and the internal din is like the audioscape of the city that is my body. cities always sound alive to me, so it is strong mojo to feel as alive as a city. this is a day well spent.

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