Sat outside with my friend Roxane at East Village in Monterey. A young woman borrowed her pen and began to write on her had while talking on the phone. She disappeared behind some bushes. I told Roxane that her pen was gone. she shrugged her shoulders.
Later the girl brought back her pen and said thank you.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
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