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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

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sam asked me how to get to merideth 's condo . i explained about the peculiar gift of chloe the watercolorist - my GPS  avatar . he was amused . he agrreed to follow chloe and me back to west hollywood .
chloe knew the way , of corse . hector was gone for the night . his replacement at the first  floor desk a guy in his fifties who 'd recently lost of weight . the man 's clothes didn't fit . his skin barely fit . unlike hector , he was looking for neither drama nor trouble . i told him i was the guest who was staying inm erideth's unit .
he said ," fred . nice to meet ya ." the man galnced at sam , but didn't give him an apparent second thought .
the on-duty sign on the carrea marble counter read FREDRIC . fred was a fredric like i was a doctor . the tag was all part of LA 's alternate reality .
what was surprising to me was how okay i was with it .
sam was impressed with his boss's condo .
 he did quick self guided tour , returned to the kitchen , grabbed two ashis from the fridge , and jioined me out on the balcony . more  fog had infiltrated the almosphereic mix . i could still smell refinery fart .
"never seen a shower like that ," sam said , handing me a beer ." looks like a car wash . i might need directions from you on how to "keep turning knobs . you won't want to get out ," i said .

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