March 23, 2010
The makings of a modern woman
When Manel texted me at the respectable hour of 7 on a Sunday night, I got up from my slumped position in front of the computer and walked away from the work I've been slaving over for 2 weeks (and counting) to meet them at Starbucks, Santana Grove. What happened after is a story you'll never know :P
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