After an endless wait / bus #501 home from Hertzliya / finally arrived. / For a 10 shekel ticket / I found myself sitting on the backbench of bus / with 25 years (plus) of memories / of rides to the Big Town / guitar lessons / teahouses we hung out at in the late 70s / cuddling with my love / schlepping models and other work for college design studies… / The Azrieli Towers signal I had arrived home. /
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A brief visit to my parents' in Herzliya. / My papouchka / the man and the legend / was sorting out a portfolio of his drawings / dating back over 50 years. / Family drawings / architectural drawings / and doodles. / An architect / artist / a real intellectual / someone you can talk to / and most of all / a wonderful father. / ♥ ♥ ♥ /
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One summer / when I was seven / during a holiday at my grandmother's in Casablanca she sent me to learn how to swim. / Since then I swim. / If I really had to participate in a sport – swimming would be my first choice (just because you don't sweat) / for years I have been thinking about improving my swimming / Today it happened / I found myself a personal mermaid to teach me / a former member of Israel's national swimming team / She will make me into the perfect swimmer. ☺ /
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