Sunday morning the East Austin Street Retriever and I headed out for a long walk in the woods and fields behind the factories, right at daybreak. You could still hear the technobeats of the afterparty at the Electric Church, and the refrigerator hum chorale of the trucks pulled up around the dairy plant, but the city was otherwise quiet, in that hour when commerce has mostly paused and the energies of what nature the city allows to live in its margins have a little more room to express themselves.
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Sunday morning the East Austin Street Retriever and I headed out for a long walk in the woods and fields behind the factories, right at daybreak. You could still hear the technobeats of the afterparty at the Electric Church, and the refrigerator hum chorale of the trucks pulled up around the dairy plant, but the city was otherwise quiet, in that hour when commerce has mostly paused and the energies of what nature the city allows to live in its margins have a little more room to express themselves.
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