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Red, white and blue balloons fell to the floor in the Forum, then popped. Outside, the clanging of the dismantling of the fencing around the city, already. From horses and people the air smelled like waste. A fat cockroach scooted across the bricks near the corner of Franklin and Zack. The low steady hum of a street lamp above. A man slept on the sidewalk across from the public library and in front of a bus stop. Tampa will be Tampa in the morning.

[Last modified: Friday, August 31, 2012 8:29am]


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