summer has always been rocks under my toes as i wade into the chill of lake huron; bike rides in shady groves along dirt pathways, tossing up stones and twigs behind me; dry, yellow grass as the world seems to pant for some rain, some clouds - anything to douse the humidity; watching coyotes dash across barren corn fields as we drink shitty beer by the bonfire.

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