I left work around 2ish yesterday and made it across the bridge. I parked it there looking for a story. My question? "What is beauty?" Two hours later I was asking the slightly changed crowd to define love.
I don't know what got into me, but I'm sure there is a story in there somewhere. I never did make it to the belly dancing accessory store in Berkeley. Ahh, perhaps some other time. <wink>
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