He was there. In the park. On Sunday.
Today I saw a Free Tibet protest.
A homeless man just found a pair of women's flats in the trash - put them back! Hair is matted, but not quite dreadlocked.
I've met the bartender before. French girl. Daaaaang can't remember her name, and I don't want to ask.
When I work too much, my mind becomes restless - I needs a break.
Glass of wine.
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