23.12.10

crosscountry.

This is really the car in my dad's garage. No he's not a Mexican gangster. It's the replacement for this other car which I can't find a picture of. But this one is quite something.

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We are in Atlanta now, in a huge bed that used to be ours, in our old chocolate-colored guest room, and the whole thing feels especially comfortable.

This is Mara's grandmother's fruitcake, it's the best fruitcake I've ever tasted. You actually eat it because you want to, not because you have to.


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