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32 that blue That blue, almost cerulean, alchemical light made when the full May moon appears near its apex after the sun’s just set: In it, on a batholith between snowfields and snowfed river, a sedan parked near the modest cemetery, a man in denim work shirt and jeans, cowboy hat hitched under an elbow. Hands in his pockets. ...

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