I woke up without an alarm before 4 AM and bathed in the deep sink of the still-closed delicatessen. Interrupting a state of absent minded tranquility, I wondered what had become of the person I'd thought of as my reader in Portugal. He, or she, seemed to have stopped coming by right around New Year's day. Was it a resolution? I couldn't help thinking it was.
In 2022, I resolve to stop wasting my time reading this junk...
Deep Purple - the band - had a song in the 1970's called My Woman From Tokyo. My Reader From Portugal has that same cadence and now I can't get it out of my head. The voices of the background singers, in a sort of cartoonish falsetto, are mocking me.
I could use a massage. Maybe a new identify.
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