We were there yesterday, but it was a busy day so I didn’t get a chance to upload until this morning. Funny aside: policy at the center where the portrait group meets has changed. They want an official record of who shows up to participate, so I am now officially a card-carrying member of my local senior center. Alas, canes are not distributed for shaking at wayward teenagers, but I can have lunch there for 6$. I’m considering signing up for the Abe Simpson class on effective storytelling.
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The montage is enlightening. Now I know what I sound like.
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