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early morning running story

Humidity hangs. Pushing against it, each step lands with a soft squish.   Lost in fog of thought, Cruising on familiar streets Garmin keeping track.   Windows lighting up, Papers on stoops; early bus— Coffee scents hover.   Pink and

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Marathoner, Detroit native, Red Sox Nation member, lover of all things "all singing/all dancing" and glad you're here. Friends with Coco, Caroline and Simon (2 cats & the Eclectus Parrot).

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