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We went to a poetry reading Friday night and saw our old grad school classmate read. She was fantastic. It was fun to be out at night for a change. It was at Broadacre Coffee, where the original Temple used to be.

I hurt my back. First it was my upper back. Then this morning I was moving some laundry and hurt my lower back.

I went on two walks today. Now it’s raining.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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