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It has been raining all day in Denver, an uncommon experience. Several inches washed the earth in the past 12 hours as though by a child, fleshy hands fumbling with an oversized garden hose, fingers slipping under the pressure of the handle, water trickling at first then pounding with the force of a gun only to diminish once more as the kickback proves too powerful for five-year-old strength. But every effort will not change the city. Long days of sun drenched heat and blistering light are not soon forgotten; the imprint of arid months past is impenetrable. As I walked home this evening the rain had yet to cease, only slow to a negligible pace, and yet the pavement was drying before my eyes – patches of pale, sandy sidewalk quickly conquering their damp, glossy counterparts.