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everywhere are good omens. my birthday was no exception; of course i went to desoto. crossing the bridge to Tierra Verde, i saw on the right two beaming Buddhist monks taking each others' photos. one was in red, one in taupe, and they were driving a weathered red datsun with texas plates. the don cesar was a big pink petit four in the background. when taupe robe got in the car, his hem got shut in the door. when red robe saw me gaping, grabbing my camera, i felt blessed and let it go. my face would crack if i smiled that hard. i don't regret the photograph i didn't take. --> |