Muff and I took a train to Chicagoland to visit Char and pick up my car. The ride was orange and yellow. Muff and I talked about everything we could think of and were swallowed by the spicy backdrop in our pauses for reflection. It was dark by the time we pulled into the station. We drank fall specialty drinks at the local coffee house.
Even the highways were pretty posted against corn and deep maroon leaves. I didn't even feel sorry to return. Just refreshed.
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