When Harry came home last night I was sitting at his computer, checking out the Nobel Peace Prize, which I started telling him about. I wasn't very impressed, and neither was he, so somehow we got onto a conversation about hippies. He is very angry with hippies. When it's voting time, I always vote for the Greens, without giving a damn about how
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Perfect weather reminds me of you. Not that the reminder is needed, I think of you constantly. But the perfect weather makes you seem almost near enough, and it's an ache.
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