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"She was like autumn atternoons, Fox had always thought, and thought it now again. She had that glow of late September, soft and solemn as it drifted out of reach. She was the last breath of summer- that quiet little gasp just before the end that feels somehow like sadness, like a burdensome loss, just before all the beauty and freedom dies away." 🥹