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Rain at a railroad underpass Heavy rain today. That's the season. It is the kind of rain that takes away the taste of beer. Of anything. It just makes things heavy and sad. Doused. I can sit under a canopy outside a local coffee shop that I have all to myself, with this spare hour to myself in the weekend. The coffee helps fight back the rain. Dark roast blend adroitly cuts through the wet air. So…
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