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The hour of repose.
The steaks and potatoes, the chicken noodle soups, the pizzas and cold glasses of milks quietly turning into my neighbors. The quiet streets. The Fords and Chevys, the Buicks and v.w.'s nuzzling the curbs and winding down-like the suddenly abandoned toys of children. They wind down. The ping of metal cooling, the winding down. The retirement home. The golden light spilling out of the aquarium windows of the retirement home. A golden light for the golden years. The retiring, the golden retiring.
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