Because it's air-conditioned.
Because the kids wanted gelato and I said yes.
Because it's right next to Istria Cafe.
Because I am weak-willed.
Because I cannot be trusted with a stack of singles.
Because people give up their babies (blood; eggs; plasma; organs; previously-read books)
I went to Powell's and bought Morning Poems by Robert Bly.
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