06-05-07 - 2

There's this hot pregnant woman who walks in front of the apartment every morning going to work; she's got sort of a pale Parker Posey look. When we moved in she wasn't preggers yet, and is now blown up and waddling but still manages to get up the steep hill. It's interesting seeing the change over time, it's exaggerated by the fact that I only see her for a few seconds each day through the framing device of the window, so her transformation is like a flip book.

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