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Monday, April 07, 2003

Needled

The woman declared this day the absolute last for the Christmas tree. After dark, as furtively as a man carrying a tree can be furtive, I carried it out. It was thin and light and stiff, and it shook off its last green on the way through the door.

I don't know if the snow will stop now. I'm afraid it will.

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