(1976 July 22)
When I go there [to the Thrift Shop] I walk over the Dam, and when I look to my right, I see debris making the waters ugly. But when I look to the left, I see the ducks, of course, but most of all those lush green green islands which always remind me of what I dream Ireland is like.
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