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A very nice thing happened to me the weekend before last. My friend Natalie gave me that there book. Just Kids, by Patti Smith is an amazing memoir of her time and adventures with Robert Mapplethorpe. I haven’t finished reading it yet, but will report back with an in depth review in the not too distant future.
Anyone who has met me will know that a book is my ideal gift (it keeps on giving), and I was struck that Nat had so easily given me the gift of friendship as well, disguised as a book.
Thanks Nat. I’m glad to know you.