Here I was, happily going about my morning, a blissful mellow morning with my SO in a house in Milll Valley with hot tub and canopied bed. Last night we went to see the opening night of the SF Symphony where the venerable YoYo Ma preformed and made me cry. We awoke, sat in the hot tub, and began to make breakfast. then my swetie says, "OK, I've
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