Can you feel it? The tickle of slick grass on your toes in the morning when you take the dog outside; the jostling sidewalk outside Starbucks in a repopulated Oakland; the itch of a wool cableknit against your still-tanned skin; the Meg Ryan movies; the stews; the sharp whistle at kickoff and the dulcet tones of Jim Nantz on a Sunday afternoon.
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