December 16th, 2015, 8pm

I once asked her,

“At what age could you die

without regrets?”

“Seventy-five, I guess. And you?”

“Eighty,” said I.

“Then I want eighty-two,” she smiled.

She is two years older than I.

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Nara Ki

I like humpback whales.

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