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Sunday, April 18, 2004

there were three large wind chimes that rung low, giant notes from the house next door. she was waving us. "for a relaxing time, make it santorri time," and with a whiskey on the rocks, i joined alois and filip and bernhardt in the hot tub, unwinding underneath in the midnight darkness of a western chicago suburb. in the hot tub "it's about half of one hectare," her dad said the next morning.

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