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  • The west wind found us, killed the ocean breeze and left a haze of still air on this moonless night. I shuffle around the kitchen cooking dinner slapping nippers at my ankles. The smell of mosquito coils in the air marks the end of spring. A 12 volt fan calms my tumbling itchy sleep beneath a net. The rain came early. Everything’s becoming green and the Mahi Mahi are running. Summer heat and an army of Floridians come next. I am a creature of the seasons and it’s time to migrate North.
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