In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
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True.
Posted on Twitter more completely: "called out as crazy, a starry-eyed dreamer, by a Cuban woman, translated by an Argentine man, because i wear a bandana on my wrist"
I't true, very true, the marker she identified being the direct marker of the starry-eyed dreamer sort of crazy more than she could possibly know.
Twitter claims we were in Loop, Chicago, but we (the train and us all) were parked in a swamp just over the Mississippi River.