Jazz: The Music of Unemployment
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
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This sentence was uttered by Thandie when I asked her why she was refusing to help me clean up her high chair, which she had liberally decorated with peas, meatballs, and strawberries:
"I'm just a baby."
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