Cali, Cali, Cali how I miss you. Listening to Franky sing about Dolores, I long to lay in that park. Maybe I will try and bring all that charm to this rainy northern town. Arts in the shade, home made drink, blankets to lay upon, and the dearest friends. Well its still winter now, but perhaps soon. I think I will go to Whiterock from the recommendation of Gary. They have quite fine collectables out there. Keep the ones you love close, and if distance stands between you, then keep them even closer to your hearT
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