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Friday, March 14, 2003

The day's gorgeous..
The weather's going to be pretty fair next week - which is wonderful, since I will be by myself for the most part.
My neighbours (kick-ass Asian violinist girls) are listening to gypsy violin playing. So much sensuality and so much freedom! Virtuosity!

posted by the stradgirl* on 14:08|