People complain about the smog in the city all the time, about how they can’t see the constellations and about how the air isn’t crisp or clear. Guilty, I love the way it tints the sky a grenadine pink like an expensive cocktail and I hadn’t realized it until I watched the sun set sitting on the roof of my girlfriend’s car, from a dirt turnoff atop Los …
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