I unethically snapped this photo on the Skytrain. The colour of his turban matches the print on his shirt and a line in his shoes. The pants are tapered and a lovely brushed cotton. The guy reeks of style!
The kitchen progresses; where once there was melamine, there is now Maple.
I am going mad without someone pushing me to write. Presentation House: no answer to my emails. Never heard back from David at McGraw Hill and not a word from Warren about the screenplay (which is fine because he is aptly focused on his family holiday). Still, mornings are hard without homework to do.
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