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I didn’t bake on the Fourth of July. Instead I took several naps while pretending I might do laundry. Finally, Wade came to visit around dusk and we ate the leftover pie while he painted word pictures of his recent adventures in Borneo and Germany. I sat there in the darkening room with my friend (my brother from a different mother) and wondered at how he’d become rockstar. We chatted in the now dark room as random roman candles lit up the horizon.

That’s how I spent my Independence Day.

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Written by etinnyo

July 5, 2013 at 5:19 pm

Posted in Art, Food, Holidays, New York, Pie

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