when i sing she doesn't care;
when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
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Friday, September 21, 2007
Storm
There is supposed to be a huge winter storm coming, but all I can see as I drive along Mullholland are flawlessly blue skies with a few wispy white clouds, and the sparkling sea beyond.
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