Suddenly finding myself confronted with this transitional day from one year that has already slipped behind me into the past and the new year, or even a new decade, that has rushed to be upon me, or even a collective us, I look for distant shores and nightly skylines that might still carry a whiff of fireworks that have for a few brief moments marked the magic moment of the break of the New Year onto our collective consciousness as the earth turned and as the petards went off hour after hour, time zone after time zone around the globe.
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