My secret place to escape is...

Dawn. Mornings. I stay up or wake up early and walk around with my camera. The streets are empty and quiet, save for cats, blinking their eyes from various front stoops waiting to be let in. I can guess the half hour or hour by how many alarm clocks I hear going off up and down inside different homes and apartment complexes. I can pick flowers from people’s front yards, take pictures and whistle with the early birds.

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