Meeting Clara and Facing the Public Phone
October 30th 2005 I got on the bus and for the first time in Brazil since the (ahem) airport incident I was alone. The bus drive was uneventful. I recall looking out the window to the Impatiens covering the side of the road and I thinking of about home. As the bus flew by a blur of Impatiens I kept tab of how much they would go for at good old Pipkinās. I lost interest after about 1000 dollars worth or so- an
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