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may appear to be a random, but this was one of those gray
days that didn't seem to help my slight-depression about being
laid off from Tellme. The kite had been in the hatch of the
Geo Metro for months, so once it was found among the "I've
just cleaned out my office and the remnants are in my trunk,"
out it came. You may think it was overcast but the sun was
so bright behind the clouds that it was grueling. After the
kite-flying, we drove up to Haight St. and windowshopped--getting
a kick out of the "please don't sit here" spikes. |
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