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jackson and i walked home while we waited to move up the wait list at lula for brunch this weekend. when we came back i sneaked a glimpse at the hostess's list to see how much longer we'd have to wait. on the list the hostess had scribbled some identifying characteristics for every customer, like "hat, glasses," or "red coat."
when i found me it said "arms."
when i found me it said "arms."