<p>I talked about Rathweg’s book again, the numbers on my house, and the lovely petrichor this morning. Like the pencil shavings from the old school crank sharpeners. </p>



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I talked about Rathweg’s book again, the numbers on my house, and the lovely petrichor this morning. Like the pencil shavings from the old school crank sharpeners.

<p>I talked about Rathweg’s book again, the numbers on my house, and the lovely petrichor this morning. Like the pencil shavings from the old school crank sharpeners. </p>




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