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There's something special about this city. I can't explain it, but there's something that gets under your skin. Becky is there at the airport to pick us up. Thank you Becky!
I wander the streets until dinner time. Chinatown, Maiden Lane, the streetcars making their way up the hills. Accumulated memories of years gone by.
Dinner is at a Burmese restaurant. I'm happy to be here.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
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