BOGART AND CHOCO

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                    [Summary] => It was 3:30 a.m. I woke up and instinctively sniffed the air. It was awfully hot. The cool, albeit stinking, breeze from the Bay just wasn’t there. It was a couple of hours before the big day yet not a leaf was stirring. Instead, an asthmatic sitting in one of the benches by the fountain gasped painfully for breath, while a couple of dogs on leash nearby continuously yapped. In heat? Yeah, the non-sexual kind.


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A walk to remember

By Boomer C. | May 14, 2005 - 12:00am

It was 3:30 a.m. I woke up and instinctively sniffed the air. It was awfully hot. The cool, albeit stinking, breeze from the Bay just wasn’t there. It was a couple of hours before the big day yet not a leaf...

Modern Living