walking back from community garden with some of the last blooms of the season, purple asters, magenta zinnias, spicy marigolds, tarragon, and sage filling out bouquet, offering for faraway relations that have come into town, now near as well as dear, cut through alley with offspring, found clothes scattered on top of recycling can, more inside, small women's sizes, son exclaims, "those don't belong there", most frequent find tiny women's size, the particulars to day: jeans, poet top, gray wool trousers, wadded them up in spare arm, imagine that after a good wash will recycle into Halloween costume, Lord of the Rings character, maybe little monster dolls
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