I am confronted with the beauty of the world as it relates to me (or doesn’t) as I sit here, waiting for everyone to show up for dinner, a waitress brings me a glass of water with a lemon in it. In a wondrously unprovoked fashion. That simple fact (as someone in the next booth [...]
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I just finished poking holes in my lemon with my straw. A new experience. (The pants again. And now goths have walked in. Sigh. Goths? At the beach? I shake my head. There are three of them. One is bald and wearing a Leætherstrip tee shirt. One is a girl. The other is carrying a [...]
