A new morning

My long locks whisper in the Florida breeze. The skunk apes are breeding, and their smell carries into the developments where the clean, washed, scrubbed down people live, in their pink, yellow and teal pretty houses. The electrical consumption has gone down, and students of the sun are prepapring for the exams of the end of the year. Graduation is upon us. Best of Luck South FLorida's class of 2018.

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