Here is a bag of Cambodian coffee, Shin’s souvenir. It tastes quite different from ours; herb flavour comes up to nose, rather than roasted beans. He gave Mei-Shun Vietnamese one months before, not freeze-dried yet fine powder. Since no English was written on the box, they could not read ingredients. However, some sweetener like maltose was certainly felt. It all depends.
My birth month has come, purr. Mom told me that she would change our date of “Arles” pâtisserie visit from 15th to 19th, mine. We actually stopped it for half a year, mainly because dad was on a strict diet: less fat could result in a successful operation. Always standing by him, she also tried controlling her own weight. Although partly failed, she is getting better.
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Shin returned from above Southeast Asian country on 29th, Saturday last month. He told Mei-Shun that smiling people seemed worth connected with hereafter, yet do not sell his daily drink; diet coke and 麦茶=roasted barley tea. Then he turned toward the U.S.A. yesterday, when his departure time was 10:40. 12-hour flight helps understanding his arrival at 8:40, while on Sept. 2nd again.
Mei-Shun saw Dr. A for twice-a-year checkup today. Oh, nice numbers featuring dogs’ and cats’ voice might celebrate good convalescence of the former inpatient. “There seems no problem”, the latter lady gently said. “I would call you next Friday on duty, informing further results”. Now everything is over, Ms. Scarlet. Shall we go straight home, or drop in somewhere pleasant?
Thanks a million, Professor M. He kindly sent Mei-Shun above image from Egypt – saying 有明の月 seen at dawn. Photo information in the latter’s mobile phone shows 6:49, Saturday. Did he have breakfast under this purple sky? It seems quite earlier. With 7 hours behind there, it could not be our time. Or 20:25, Sunday arrival of his message matters?
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