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Morning at Jack London Square

Me with my baby girl in the burley

The air has a tiny bite, like a hungry little mouse nibbling at a pants leg. The light flits and flitters, dancing its way among and between those that stumble blearily in the direction of the corner coffee shop. Jack London Square. An area that was once pure work, warehouse, nestled up against the Bay [...]

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