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1 Mar 2010

dusk

A jogger ran past me being focussed on himself and his pulse. A dog owner was worried about his dog sniffing at my legs. Two women riding their bicycles didn't seem to notice much of what was around them. Drivers in their cars drove over the bridge without even thinking about nature being around them.

As far as I could tell, I was the only one who noticed the beauty of this evening.