Last night at vaguely 10:27pm, I went outside to look at the sky. It was dark, of course, and barely ten minutes earlier the moon had been a pale lopsided fire, pouring over everything in the garden a milky light, the kind that would probably lead people to making rash decisions, or to howling. But by the time I opened the door and stepped bare-footed onto the cold dry stones, the moon had been replaced by a nation of slumped clouds, and by Jupiter.
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Last night at vaguely 10:27pm, I went outside to look at the sky. It was dark, of course, and barely ten minutes earlier the moon had been a pale lopsided fire, pouring over everything in the garden a milky light, the kind that would probably lead people to making rash decisions, or to howling. But by the time I opened the door and stepped bare-footed onto the cold dry stones, the moon had been replaced by a nation of slumped clouds, and by Jupiter.