Magdalena

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At the turn of the century I lived in San Jose in the sort of neighborhood that's diplomatically described as in transition. Most of the houses were duplexes built in the Twenties, and nearly all of the duplexes rentals. Some money was moving in, some gentrification being done, but on the whole the place was gloriously seedy. One hot summer evening

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What kind of car did she drive?

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It was red. Sporty. Beyond that, I got nuthin'.

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I would've had to google anything more specific. That was the sort of car description I find most meaningful.

Also, hi. Think of you often, warmly. This place though, and the memories. Now it's mostly Russian fetishism. I miss what it was. These are some staccato sentences.

Who knew we were participating in Early Social Media?

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Well, you should at least be gratified by its redness.

I remember The Great Facebook Migration of 2008 (I think it was 2008) with sadness. And for what it's worth, the term 'social media' makes me shudder. I think of Shirley Jackson's "The Lottery".

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And so to bed. I have to be up early and so, I imagine, do you. So go to bed.

B.

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Posts like this are why I keep staying on LJ.

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Thank you! I'll never understand the appeal of FB, though I know it has its uses.

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I left Fecebook in 2011. Don't miss it, not even a little bit. I do use Google+ for daily chit-chat-it's a great deal less noxious than Fecebook, but while that's fine and worthy, it has detracted from my posting here. :-\