A small place crashed right next door the building where I live. Feels funny to write that. E.'s brother, F., calle. M. H. too. And S. L. and P. E., obviously a bit concerned. Heard the impact, which I thought was dynamite used in the construction site on 1st. Didn't realized what it was until people called and I turned on the tv. Strange incident.
Saw J. L. again. Was nice seeing her after such a long time. Don't know how I could let this much time pass... Her pregnancy definitely suits her.
Then visited Sarah Sze's studio. Impossibly articulate artist. Labyrinthine compositions in and of space, with mundane objects.
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