I spy Mr. Kim, our fruit man from our apartment window. I also spy Green Bus #1. One day Kurt and I are just going to jump on that bus and see where it goes.
To be loved for what one is, is the greatest exception. The great majority love in another only what they lend him, their own selves, their version of him. Goethe
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notice the taco trees! aka Ailanthis or trees of heaven.
I mean, Ailanthus.
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