Met up with Dave and Jim at Henry's BBQ Palace in San Jose. Haas ba you? How are you Murray? Toady and yesterday clash with klang of our everlasting joy of togetherness. Then, time comes, Jim just return to SF - Dave to Los Altos. Which they do. And I walk under the overpass - and to the Whole Foods, to get some water, and what hits me but, Supermarket in California by great greybeard poet of our time Allen Ginsberg?
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