March 26, 2002

in the midst of the valleys: alone

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We woke this morning to single digit temperatures.  Spring is here in name only.  Winter refuses to surrender.  I daydream about classic Coney Island hot dogs.  The dogs are grilled, served on a steamed bun, and topped with grilled onions, mustard and chili - Coney Island Style.  They are the opposite of pasties.

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"Suddenly, with extreme violence, he felt himself seized by the desire to be, rain or no rain, at any price, in the midst of the valleys: alone."

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