and so we did the same walk around the promontory but it was utterly different, mild and mellow. we saw some wonderful graffiti including the cutest penis done by the same artist i'm sure who made the two-sided penis i photographed with mister in harold park in yesteryear which now rests happily atop r.'s column of paperbacks. and i will miss little bear, my baby girl, and i'm ok with this transition, and will savor the days we have left: 12.