- A balloon floats out of the sunroof of a car passing by. Inside I see a child's hand clinging tightly to the string
- I look down from the train as it crosses the river. Below me on the beach I see a bright yellow sun umbrella in the shape of a sunflower, placed right where I've often thought would be a great place to sit.
- As I walk into the park across the street, I hear music. Standing in the grass is a man playing jazz on his trombone
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