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Croissant and various tarts and sweet rolls fetched by G for our breakfasts. No-dog walk hike up Cold Spring Canyon because it is a good walk and for to see the aftermath of the flash flood that destroyed people and property lower down last year. Scoured. Back to Cota for lunch of left overs including the best silvery, lemony fresh anchovies which no one but myself enjoyed due to dogmaticity regarding tiny fishes or whatever. Rest period in the early pm for all except G and I. G on some mysterious errand maybe having to do with doors on the landscaper's new place and me dealing with the mesmerizingly infuriating water system refill. Ah, but that is past now and there is the couch in the formal living room and the contemplation of dinner which will probably entail going to one of the near infinite number of fine eating establishments here in the lovely city of Saint Babs.
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