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published: 2008-12-02

My son likes to stand on our bed and get behind the blinds in order to stare our of the rear window. The skies are endlessly fascinating to him. Especially as they sometimes excrete airplanes in misty weather. This evening he stuck himself against the window and after a while said, "purple darkness." It was true, the color of this night isn't black, it's purple. 

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