Celia communes

Black and gold (Credit: Celia Her City)

At night, a neighboring building becomes a black-and-gold scrim, bounding the set in which we live.  Every once in a while, I look over at the lights, but can’t begin to make out what they illumine.  I conclude only that the shape of home is rectangular, and the light given off can be taken for cheer.

Howdy, neighbors!

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