Close the Door!

I don’t know who was more embarrassed, Dudo or I.

It was partially my fault. I left the house without pulling down the shade on the den window. Dudo was clearly indignant. But, come on, he’s the one who didn’t close the door.

“CAN’T A GUY GET ANY PRIVACY?!?”

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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