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from the achives: 5 May 2008

sometimes you see something that causes an unexpected reaction in you.

as i was in transit today, waiting for the light to change, a little old lady in her riding chair--she had to have been like 112 or something...-- anywho, she had a little basket of flowers on the back, and planted square in the middle of them was a little american flag, just a-dancin' in the breeze. it made me happy. just a little thing... a little reminder of how nifty this place is--most of the time anyway.

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