The building is shutting out power down in just a few hours, in order to clean the circuits. It’s a once every five years sort of thing. In preparation, I dug out a bunch of candles and a book of matches. The first I found was this book, which was from a restaurant that hasn’t existed in at least ten years. In other news, I’ve lived in Philadelphia for nearly nine years now. How that happened, I have no idea.
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