on my own ... letting nothing inhibit this ... with encouragement from our daughter ... went to the fireworks held annually every Bank Holiday in August at our local park ... sitting at the top of the park ... away from the crowds watching dusk fall into a red streaked sky tonight ... with the finale of the evening ... lighting up the night sky with an array of light explosions ... and a bit too many loud bangs ... but thankfully none of those horrible whistling eerie ones ... that sound like the whistling tornadoes passing by in my dreams ...
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