Slowly, but surely, reemerging into the land of the loud. Ay, this unrelenting city. But few places cater to tastes such as mine in such a complete way. It's true, the city knocks me out. For better or worse. And as much as it depletes me, it has molded me and enriched me, and shaped me. All that owed to a city.
Here we go, Day 362: https://ia700700.us.archive.org/20/items/Improv81012/20120810143943.mp3
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