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Monday, October 18, 2004

The drive down to Palo Alto was uneventful. And I found a shady parking spot right away. Couldn't get any better than that, right?

Yeah. Wasn't taking into account the way I was dressed. And after I got out of the car, tugging at my skirt and telling it to behave itself and at least cover part of my legs, I walked right past him. Now, he was on the phone, and speaking Spanish, so I can't tell you what he said, but I know where he was looking. And it wasn't into my lovely green eyes.

One more tug, and the skirt became almost decent. I slipped into the building, and went to my appointment. By the time I returned to the car, he was gone.



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