I visited a friend of mine, Karolina Stepek, Polish writer and lady copper, at Prentiss Womens Hospital a few days back. As of right now as I type this, she is getting a bone marrow transplant thanks to a DNA match from a guy in Paris. But I have to chronicle the city when I can, whether or not I ever use the scenes in a story.
And Abe Vigoda died yesterday.
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