The sirens have stopped and we are moving into a new month. The cacophony of birds never heard before now swirls through the open windows from the backyard of my Brooklyn home where the wailing of the sirens have lived, relentless, for weeks. So much so that their absence is jarring, like my world has been knocked off its axis. My brain tells me this is…
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