abyssus ad abyssum invocatTue, May 16, 2006 - 8:49 AM
The rain let up for a while, and breaktime was warm and cheerful. I walked a half block to the scene of my Theophany experience at the little alley running north and paid my respects to the place. There was a picture of my Mensa friend in the window on an announcement of her student show next month, the last day of class for me, as it happens; I hope to be able to look in on the break or afterwards, for the first time in four years or more. Surely there would be no harm in that. The owner was sitting in a parked car, and recognized me and smiled. Well he might, as he had had to tell the police to let me in to the first show after 9/11 -- I was the only nonperformer there. The electricity had just been restored, but there was no food delivered.
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