In spite of having to teach morning classes and now having to get up extra early for the benefit of my puppy and her tiny bladder, i am a night person -- always have been and always will be. All the alarm clocks over all the years have failed to make the territory of morning any less strange and exotic to me. From my vantage point on the L platform, these construction workers building a new apartment building next to the Mayne Stage on Morse Avenue seem like some alien race of creatures, imbued with an uncanny ability to perform their task with precision and energy at an hour when i am incapable of thinking of anything more detailed than how far away i am from my next cup of coffee.
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