26 January 2009. Sun this morning, bright like spring. Quiet air in the palm branches...
A teacher in Buenos Aires, seen for an instant, Spanish girl within the matronly form. Maybe the shoulders, or the boyish hair, pulled in close to the sides of her head, flowing below...
"El pelo, sí. Cada vez distinto..." Ringlets maintained like an exotic crop--an orchid in the arctic...
Olavarría, otra vez...
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