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Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Medusans
Had a jolly dinner in Medusa, New York with five writers from L. A., New York City, and the Catskills. Not a one showed snaky locks or turned me to stone. One of the grand things about the internet is connecting with new people and then meeting them. Zipped back in the wee hours and pouring rain.