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fourth of july, 1990. nyc

fourth of july, 1990. nyc

I'm having déjà vu, like I've done this before. 
Like maybe 271 times before.

I can hear Hugo upstairs singing along to Erykah Badu. Erica is mending some of my clothes. A wool shirt that was my dad's, and a favorite pair of summer pants. I will clean the laundry room to show my appreciation. It's nice to do nice things for each other.

Going to a Fourth of July BBQ at the pool at Erica's dad's condo. There's usually a live band, and it's usually the same band. They do a cover of "Rosanna" by Toto which, for some reason, ends up being the highlight of the day.

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