3.21.2009


My mother was once asked (at the Alameda swap meet)
"Is that a tooth?"
"No." She replied. "It is an imperfect pearl."
Inherited from my great-aunt Rene.

So this afternoon the three of us (the 'tooth', my mother and I) set off for Fremont.
Destination: Dusty Strings.
In search of sheet music for my mother's new harp.

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