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for the love of yoko

Saturday, March 22, 2008

I don't know what it means but it's probably true.

At breakfast, amidst our morning conversation, my mom told me she doesn't have jikaku.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Self-recognition."
Posted by her kid at 4:34 PM
Labels: cute, profound

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