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179/365: lunch


179/365: lunch
Originally uploaded by deb (remediva)
Ok, so I suspected that she was fabulous, and I was so right. The first time she dropped the f-bomb (in a very feminine and soft-spoken manner, mind you - it was awe-inspiring) I knew I was in love. :o)

We sat outside under the trees and next to a fountain and had a lovely chat yesterday afternoon for lunch. She was warm and glowing and funny. I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

Thanks, D!

 

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