A Song for the End of Summer
While riding on the train back from Setubal earlier today, it struck me that the summer is about to end. This doesn't have the same meaning as it used to, though. I'm not returning to university next week, I'm not moving in or out of anywhere just yet, and I can keep going to the beach for as long as it's nice out. So not that much actually changes, but it still feels definitively like fall is arriving. I suppose that's just a product of having been in the American educational system for 16 years: its calendar and the one [...]




















Turntable Kitchen :: February 2012 Mix
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