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Monday, December 01, 2014

mange mange mange mange

This morning we walked to the co-op before the sun came up.  It was wet out but not raining.  It was a beautiful walk.

Why am I so hungry?

I was out of two zines, so we went to this copy shop I like and made a few copies.  Then Ming went back in to get them cut--I'd forgotten.

Well, I'm going to eat.

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