


ms. b from j's work invited us to poetry night at the jamaican restaurant. c came with and t met us there. now i can appreciate some words. i do love poetry, but i thought for sure i'd be bored listening that long. c and t assured me once they got going the time would fly. it did. i like being exposed to some culture: food, music, dancing, language, and new points of view.
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