She only knows one word: MILK.
But who can resist a silent black shadow of a cat when she sees a white plate come out of the cupboard and suddenly brings music into the world? MEOW? MEOW!
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About Me
- bekbek
- Mid-adventure, you find me in the process of escaping the dubious charms of middle Georgia. My city -Toronto- seems astonishingly close in my new neighborhood near Dunedin, Florida, where the Blue Jays play their spring training games and a slice of strawberry-rhubarb pie can be had at the local diner. If I stand facing North, I imagine I can still just hear the squeal of a streetcar's wheels and smell crispy veal and tomato sauce at Bitondo's hhhmmmm... But here in my new home, there is salt water a few blocks away, there is sand and little tiny lizards and water that goes on and on and on, and there may even be a few veal sandwiches to be found if one tries to find them on any day but Monday. The round world beckons... but I am content, for now.
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