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November 5, 2005

Work, Play. Saturday.

Had to take a break from the story today. But now Friday is over. I'd like to make some more headway this weekend. I really hate to let the story sit for any length of time. I was getting some momentum there. First thing tomorrow morning. Colombian Supremo, barely blue skies, and the streets deserted and calm. Clickety-clack.

joaquín ramón herrera writes for children, adults, and other humans found elsewhere in the continuum of development. He is also an illustrator, musician, and surprise protagonist. If you have found his glasses, wallet, or keys, please contact him here.

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