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Life's Persistent Questions

I'm not trying to solve anything, just reflect on the weirdness of life these days. Two people run across a grassy urban lot, a hydrangea blossom looming overhead like a thundercloud, while a massive elephant, half-submerged like an apparition, strides through a dreamlike expanse of snow, dwarfing a solitary traveler. Where are we again?

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