Everything always reminds me of everything else; it's a miracle I ever get anything done. Today I played española. I wore my Spanish earrings and a scarf as a belt, and I even made Spanish food for dinner. I miss Mariano. I miss Tiffany. I miss the horribly hot nights in Madrid sleeping with all the windows and blinds and everything open and
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