Dogs bark on the ridge's far side, the sea-facing edge of the city. I also want to whet my voice on the bone of night salt air.
--Seon Joon Young, Small Stone #29, Twitter
The wind rises, tearing dead leaves free. Frogs croak like a cartoon car alarm. Crickets pick up the chorus. A wolf howls. I know how he feels.
--Frank Miller, The Dark Knight Returns (1986)
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