My mom danced to Brian Eno's Blank Frank, in the bedroom of our suburban house in Orange Hunt in Springfield VA. She told me that it was hot when I thought it was cold. What do you think about her taste in music?
She and a friend name Carrol who I never met, but my mom stands out it a crowd with both of them together as friends.
She was so happy when dad was datiner her that she smailed like this.
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