*I decided to limit my time being with people who do not want me to sing or whistle.
*I buy a harmonica.
*As I walk past the fish tanks at the Vietnamese restaurant a little girl in a puffy pink winter jacket stands by a large black bowl of fish which is just at her height. Her finger slowly creeps along the rim of the bowl toward a large orange-gold fish. She so much wants to pet the fish, to touch its shininess.
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