Saturday, 5 November 2011

3BT: luxuries, seasons, coffee

1. The Washington Post is waiting for me outside my door this morning. I'm not sued to luxuries such as this one, and this is not just any paper. This is my favourite city's paper, and here I am right in the centre of that city,

2. They are cutting the grass in Washington Circle, and it smells like summer again.

3. I find somewhere that does café au lait just the way I like it. Ths is no mean achievement: I am not easy to please.

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