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Dec
27
2006
Written in Stone
Clement Street, printed in the cement in childlike block letters:
“You are not my boyfriend.”
Clement Street, printed in the cement in childlike block letters:
“You are not my boyfriend.”
Wish I had been that inventive – beats the heck out writing it on the bathroom stall in junior high!
I wonder if the “you” in question was present at the time. Maybe it was sort of a contractual statement as well.
This is the read on my sidewalk…
“You are not my husband.”