Thursday, December 6, 2007


Woman On Her Bike Waiting For Red Light To Turn Green. I said, "It's cold." She said, "It's crisp." She inflected both words leaving me to think she did not really think it was that cold. I gave her the flower and she thanked me. I do not think she had a convenient place to put it, but rode off before I saw what she did with it.

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