Ah, the Ullian Cafe, Beth Israel Hospital, Boston. Place of Waiting For Scans. We're here for the check-up chest and bone scans. Becca is brushing them off but it's hard not to feel some gravity with the history this place has for us. A little collective positive intention never hurt anyone, so go at it, pointy booters. (bootsers? bootlets? booties? hmmm.)
Oh hey, it's 2011! Happy New Year and all that. Ha, you've been happy-new-yeared on the 20th. How gauche can I get?
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