Thursday, September 6, 2007

Nary Another Whisper

It gasped, then it was gone. Like it was all a bad dream, all of those tourists, the cars, the waward trash, it is suddenly over. The strange part is, now that Summer '07 is beyond help, the locals have sprung up in their place. The traffic seems worse now, mostly during the lunch than any other time. It is like we all have just woken up, and we are wandering around in a half-sleep, bumping into walls and dropping objects in our stupor.

Perhaps "tourist mode" has become second nature and we are all lost souls when they depart. Oh, lord, what have we let ourselves become?

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