Today we went to the Getty Museum and ran down the grassy hill with Clementine. we played in the kid's section and danced in front of lots of movable mirrors. We sang into long foam tubes meant for sticking into holes in walls, an interactive version of the giant pipe sculpture in the front of the place. We nursed our babies in a cgo6iijrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrjj
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got all drippy and soaked.
and it's funny because the woman who took Kimb's ten dollar parkiung fee had a tattoo on her arm which was this poem by ee cummings:
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