Saw this photo for the first time only a few days ago. It's me and longtime dear friend, the great writer and always glamorous Nana-Ama Danquah in LA around 1989. I no longer have that shirt but still remember how soft it was. Throughout my life, post the jazz musician years, I wore what others gifted me or what I bought from thrift stores. A few times I bought something new and always because I felt it in a store and it was too soft to resist.
Thursday, January 19, 2023
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