Gitlin’s plan flopped and we were happy that his toadies
didn’t show. People are beginning to see who he is. The massage with Karen was
wonderful. Today is the last day of museum duty. I will not go back in the
spring. I’m through. The streets are shiny and the gutters are full. The air is
fresh and warm. May not get a walk as much as I’d like to or I may bundle up
and enjoy the storm.
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