stopping
for lunch. camping provisions. a small town.
this being the first week of June, well buttoned up
and dreamy.
the exact location, undisclosed
we went hunting for magic, first
identified and named: I am the most
potent ever
finally found.
we
stayed for one of them.
who has been coming here for years,
and, I was mildly paranoid about being recognized.
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