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Thursday, January 24    

Strange is another word for wrong
I need a bakery. A cute one, a little one tucked away behind some corner where they have the best tarts, or Napoleons, or something slightly off-beat, something not covered in grocery story frosting. In Boston, I know five different places to go off the top of my head. Here? Is the bakery at QFC any good? I guess it's part of getting to know a place, but still it feels strange not knowing where to go, where to turn. It'll come, I know. Eventually, I'll have a favorite place to get pastries. And I'll find a good music store that will be close enough to Newbury Comics. And I won't feel like such a strange Northeasterner. Okay, maybe not that last part.

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