Dear Richmond,
I have a number of things to thank you for. The very first time I visited your streets, you stole a bumper magnet off of a grandmother's car.  This has taught me not to value material things - and not to take them with me. 
Thank you. 
Through the years, I have tripped countless times on your sidewalks.  This has taught me humility - and to laugh especially hard when others fall. 
Thank you. 
Your weather has caught me unawares in heat and rain and snow.  This has taught me versatility - and to curse loudly in front of children. 
Thank you. 
Walking your streets, I've very nearly been killed.  This has taught me the fleetingness of life - and how to successfully jaywalk. 
Thank you.
I have also driven on your streets.  This has taught me to pay attention to my surroundings  - and that I must kill or be killed.  Thank you.
And finally Richmond, I have been caught in your blackouts.  These have taught me to enjoy a breath of fresh air - and to remember my stupid ID if I'm going to the library after 10pm.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Sincerely yours,
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