If you leave my house, turn left out of the driveway and just start walking for 1 mile, you'll arrive at Lake Calhoun.
Feast your eyes on it for a moment, if you can bear the brightness. At night, overlooking the lake, we face west and there's the sunset and blinding light facing us. Come forward, it says. Swim in me, the lake sirens are calling me on and on, across the universe.
I am going to live here for 100 years.
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