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  • I walk to work; it takes me about 25 minutes unless there is snow on the ground. But snow is months away; summer is still having its way with us. I live on Kievskaya, and a few blocks away is a flower shop where I bought my pet orchid. I call her Nadezhda, which means hope in Russian. She lives on my kitchen windowsill and refuses to die no matter how much I ignore her.

    Today as I walked past that flower shop I saw that it was torn down. It's now piles of concrete rubble. Some of the rubble had drifted onto the sidewalk and beside a small pile was this piece of a sign: BE. I stopped and stared at the big red letters as ABBA sang "Take A Chance On Me" into my earbuds.

    Be: such a simple, direct and open-ended command.
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