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I found an old polaroid of myself, from two or three years ago. In it I'm sitting spread-legged on Megan's old Volvo, holding a cup of Pinkberry yogurt. It's late afternoon. I'm wearing white Converses - an essential part of my high school wardrobe. It's a weird time to have discovered it, mostly because it was taken a block away from Jake's house. Hell, I probably went into his mom's shop that day, too. Sometimes when I meet people that live in areas I frequent or did frequent I think about how we've probably seen each other at least once before and how funny it is that our lives could have crossed then in an entirely different way.
I really love Joe Cuba, by the way. Sometimes I forget and don't listen to him for a while but seriously every time I do it's a pleasure.
I really love Joe Cuba, by the way. Sometimes I forget and don't listen to him for a while but seriously every time I do it's a pleasure.