he also had on a neprene hat. so did i, on my log.
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wow. so we made it here. portland. the land of competitive recycling and freakishly high voter registration. this will hopefully capture the flavor of our adventures as we begin a new life out west. a new life sans jobs or a home. you know, hobo style.
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One year Penny went to a writer's conference in Sitka, Alaska. She met a guy named Zane, who in photos looks easily as manly as Joren. Anyway, they went sea kayaking, Penny and Zane. And Penny says she almost died, but that Zane saved her. A few years back, Zane called the house to talk to Penny. Yep, Zane is still at large.
I'm not saying anything happened between Zane and Penny, any more than Zane was out there waiting for Joren beyond the horizon. I'm just saying you were right to accompany Joren to the sea and to keep an eye on him from your log.
The Sea! The Sea calls to me... but when I see it on the caller ID, I do not pick up. I let the machine get it, and the Sea never leaves a message.
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