Friday, July 11, 2025

7/10/25

I'm on a walking tour of Lansing with a bunch of people. We stop in a coffee shop. There are some day-old pastries foe 25 cents. Peggy Beadle is there. She's working for a division of Ford that supplies specially-equipped cars for rich people. I tell her I'm available for free-lance work. I join the rest of my group--they have to move several tables to let me fit in. 

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