Hi sweetheart, my dearest sister... a love of my life. The supposedly 'oomphy' grocery, Trader Joe's, is opening where the defunct Borders had been, our favorite hangout no more. I imagine we'd pick up there and can see us walking from my house with one of those farty shopping push carts, driving and parking undoubtedly a clusterfuck, also a waste, exercise and cooling fresh air better. We'd be best buddies, aging middlers, oogling, laughing like the trundling yentas we poked fun of on Miami Beach; old friends with shopping carts. The Beach of yesteryear, and we'd think, never us! Well, for all the wrong reasons, it is now not for us — oh Carole, how I miss your exuberance, your love.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
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Hi sweetheart, my dearest sister... a love of my life. The supposedly 'oomphy' grocery, Trader Joe's, is opening where the defunct Borders had been, our favorite hangout no more. I imagine we'd pick up there and can see us walking from my house with one of those farty shopping push carts, driving and parking undoubtedly a clusterfuck, also a waste, exercise and cooling fresh air better. We'd be best buddies, aging middlers, oogling, laughing like the trundling yentas we poked fun of on Miami Beach; old friends with shopping carts. The Beach of yesteryear, and we'd think, never us! Well, for all the wrong reasons, it is now not for us — oh Carole, how I miss your exuberance, your love.
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