At 2 a.m. I stood out on the landing, looking at the glow of the fairy lights I strung yesterday. Güino excitedly examined them with me. When I looked up toward Gregg Avenue, a fox was running South down the middle of the street. It was an unexpected sight. I hope to see more such things today.

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When we went inside, I rolled him with a lint roller, still one of his favorite things.

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Today would have been my brother’s 56th birthday.