Wednesday, August 28, 2002
Her long, slender fingers were beautiful as she held herself up on the bus.
Two days ago I thought of someone that I had worked with eight or nine years ago, but I couldn't remember her name. Today I saw her walking down the street and it came to me: Mimi So-Huie.
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