Now we see through a glass darkly

This is not where my home is. It is much better there - at least in appearance. This is the view from one of the office buildings I visit weekly.

Respiratory issues don't run in my family: they gallop. That makes Our Fair City seem an odd choice of domicile. We pray regularly to be protected from the poisons in the environment here. But in the end we find peace because we are sure of the reason we are here.

- Harvey
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