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♪ Who are the People in Your Neighborhood? ♪

If you didn't grow up with Mr. Rogers, you wouldn't know this song, but it is now in my head.  Why?

Because this isn't the first time I hung out my window sipping coffee watching these folks.
But you can't not watch...
And wonder ... who ARE these people in my neighborhood? ♪ The people that you greet? Men in tights on my street? The people that you meeeeeeet? ♪
Each daaaaaaaaay.  ♪

Have a lovely Thursday - I'm off to my Wines of the World class - not to be distracted by what looks to be a 50% off sale at the Body Shop!  (Maybe that's what the parade was for....)
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  1. AnonymousFebruary 18, 2010 at 1:42 PM

    Hey! I know that street!

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  2. Val February 18, 2010 at 3:07 PM

    I think that is the coolest - was just at Fusion (which you know too) thinking about you over a glass of Il Borro Toscana IGT 2005 (special wine tip for YOU, my friend) - thinking about how glad I was to share my amazing world with you. xxxooo

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