I wait patiently, with no urgency. I have been granted all the time there is. I do not try to make anything of what I see. I hold no expectation or assumption that I know anything at all.
Thursday, February 26, 2004
2003/indexPaul and I stumbled upon Rebatos this evening as we work our way around the Northern Line. We were on the look out for Portuguese but this Spanish place triumphed.
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