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I am sitting with the sailboatswatching them turn on their watery dimescounting quarters for coffeecounting the blessings of my life in this citycounting sailboatsnoting the number of timesthey turn toward the spot where I'm sittingwhich is when it gets personalmuch as I hoped it wouldn'tmuch as I wish to stay out of it