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  • I always run into Miss Freed

    at the coffee shop that used to stay open 24 hours

    till Santa Monica thwarted

    the caffeine dreams

    and homeless reveries

    of the night owls.

    Miss Freed always wears a costume-ish hat

    of stitched woebegone pattern --

    some whimsical failure --

    a hashed out haberdasher

    banished to thrift.

    Being she wears fun pants

    every chance we meet

    leads me to believe

    Miss Freed

    solely wears fun pants.

    Or perhaps

    we have good timing.
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