Entry: Beauty often seduces us on the road to truth. And truth often kicks us in the nads. Wednesday, September 14, 2005



I nudge my mother as we get onto the escalator. "Jesse Spencer look-alike."

"Where?"

"There."

We stare at the blonde figure in the black leather jacket below us while the moving stairs lug us up a floor.

"Actually," she says just before we have to pick up our groceries and get off, "I think that's a woman."

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EE
September 14, 2005   11:43 PM PDT
 
*hugs!*
You know, as a writing excerpt, this flows much more naturally (albiet it _is_ shorter) than A Third Wish.

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