Brown shingles, yellow windows, small stones, it is "Chinese architecture" in America. It used to be something else, sort of like all those bungalow colonies, but by then it was just rentals and apartments. Still, nice, a lot of glass panes and small outbuildings.
Neighbors you were friends with, not anything intentional or perfect, but parties and homebirths, and so on, in the country. This portion of that generation made the breakthrough of being too kind to their children, with mixed results.
I am having a "lasers in the jungle" kind of a day. Will Avatar be like King Kong? Will we be like the Yama Farms people? Yes, probably, no, yes, yes (duh). Driving by, the reservoir is almost melting, and I see horse stable ruins, three floors of people's old clothes.
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