... after only a couple of lessons, a simple dinner of arepas and some cheese that I remembered I had in the fridge, long conversation with friend who just left, boring her with slices of flavhistory and tormenting her with my music doodles,, hearing her own, perhaps more interesting stories.. About to make an important (well, for me) transatlantic phone call, hoping that the whole flat story may be sorted out (if not dealt with) in the next few days -although it may yet drag on and on. But that’s tomorrow. For now, good night peeps...
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