Skincare!

Monday afternoon, good hair on its last legs, my body supine.

Therapist:  How old is your daughter?

Me:  18.

Therapist:  18 months?

Me:  18 years.

Therapist:




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(18 months was last century, crossing the Hudson on the Staten Island Ferry.)

(The suddenly speechless therapist with healing hands and all things organic, can be contacted at 6337-6411.)