Just so you don't think that I live in an industrial wasteland, the sunrise reflected my porch window shows steam from the bread "factory" down the road. Some might even call it a bakery. So while I was taking the photo, I basked in the smells of fresh baked bread. Not exactly a Parisian croissant shop, but the smells of fresh baking bread are the smells of fresh baking bread...
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