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It's hot as something unbeliveably hot...well not really. (NYC in the summer is paradise compared to the earth scorching triple 104's of central Texas.) Anyway I am taking shelter in the AC of the NAC at CCNY where I recently registered for a World Architecture class.
I spoke to one of my neighbors today about the amazingly bad condition of the building we inhabit. How nice it would be to live in a clean building with a rooftop garden and a plant filled courtyard, an elevator than runs and is not filled with the scent of urine...sigh. Where there is life there is hope--to quote a teabag.
The University of Nebraska has begun sending me books to review. The first one is a book of poems, Taste of Cherry, by Kara Candito. The picture on the back reminds me of a girl who went to my elementary school. She looks nice.
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