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August 30, 2009

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I rode to the beach alone but I wasn't alone for long. Got some good swims in, imagined myself monitoring the water as The Golden Guardian, then Jesse and Linda arrived by bike married now 12 years to the day. Beer, cigarettes, oozy peaches. Then Sarah, Adria, and Craig arrived in The Lights' band van, chasing the sun after it had gone behind the trees at Howell Beach across the street from Kurt Cobain's old house. They brought a moveable feast. We took turns wearing a garage sale wig and then the men repaired to the shoreline to skip rocks into the sea. Summer's winding down, the sun burned itself into the mountains at 7:41.