No, I don’t know who she is. Making this picture I remember talking with her for a few hours. She reminded me of someone I knew, I told her. Maybe a teacher I had in grade school or someone I met on a train…or it could have been a plane. It might have been in Vancouver or Toronto. Could have been in New York but I didn’t think so. Could have been in a restaurant in a hundred towns I’ve seen…but I didn’t think that either. In the end I didn’t know but that was alright with me…and maybe with her too. And the Z is just for mystery…or zen.
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