Thirty years ago today
In the evening as
I was just finishing a shower I got a call from a woman named Janay, who'd
called me three days before. I talked with her naked and soaking wet and kept
on chatting until well after I was dry. She wanted to tell me that she'd lied
and that her real name was Carol. She said she was twenty five, born in
Jamaica, was 165 cm tall, weighed seventy kilos, used to be fat, liked to cook,
worked as an accountant. She talked on and on until after 23:00 and so I didn't get much done. She
told me she'd probably show up at the Claremont on Friday.
I missed Nancy.
I made curried cod
with potatoes.
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