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The Rest Day Verdict

January third. We were only stopping in because the Tuesday session had run over and we were both a little cold and a little unwilling to split up yet. That is the honest reason w…

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The Feedback Portion

December twenty-third. The last session before the holiday break, and neither of us had to stay for the feedback portion. The class was technically over. The instructor had alread…

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The Clementine Afternoon

December twelfth. Simone showed up with a bag of clementines she'd grabbed from the corner market on the way over, no particular reason, just that they were two dollars and it fel…

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The Kitchen Floor

December first. I called Carol after dinner and somehow ended up sitting on the kitchen floor, back against the lower cabinets, wool socks on the tile. I'm not sure when I slid do…

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The Part Where We Didn't Leave Yet

November twentieth. The class had been over for twenty minutes and we were still inside. It wasn't intentional. We walked out of the room and then stopped in the lobby and started…

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What I Was Actually Looking At

November ninth. The class was two hours, a Tuesday, the same community center room I've used for pottery and yoga, rearranged with long worktables and portable burners and someone…

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What I Was Actually Photographing

October twenty-ninth. The class was two hours, a Tuesday, a room I've been in before for other things, the community center classroom with the folding tables and the clamped dayli…

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The Apple Morning

October eighteenth. The market runs along four blocks on Saturday mornings, and I've walked it enough times that I have habits inside it, which stall I hit first, which one I skip…

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The Tab I Finally Closed

October seventh. I had the registration page open for six days. I want to be precise about that, because the six days is the whole story. The class itself, a Tuesday evening food…

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The Afternoon We Volunteered Our Backs

September twenty-sixth. It started as a quick favor, Simone's neighbor needed help moving a bookshelf and a few boxes, nothing major, maybe an hour. I had the afternoon free and S…

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