Hey, you. You know how you spend so much time with yourself you don't notice when you've changed. Not in one of those oh, she's changed kind of ways. I mean, if you do notice that about yourself though, maybe you should take a step back and reexamine what's going on. No, what I'm talking about is how I was outside in our back garden with Rosi and Sanne. And we were looking at where we could hang a clothes line. The only post on one end belonged to the neighbors' trellis. I saw the neighbor at her window, washing dishes at the kitchen sink, made eye contact, and just waltzed right up to her, calling over the fence asking if it would be okay for us to tie our line there. And she smiled and nodded in assent.
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