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I looked around my house the other day. The books are on the shelves, the art is on the walls, roses are on the mantle.  I am moved in. Barring the lack of a chair or two, all systems are go at Casa de Once Was A Brothel.

My (male) co-worker said, IT SURE LOOKS LIKE A WOMAN LIVES HERE. And I said,  WELL, YEAH. DUH.

And no, that is not a ghost of working-girl’s past in the reflection. It’s just me. When I first saw it I thought WHAT THE…???

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Also, I just got cable TV for the first time in TEN years. It’s so distracting I may never write again. I watched TWO John Wayne movies yesterday.

Adios, pardner.

Miss MoL

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