Sharon, [yes, we WILL!]
Rachel, [you are BRAVE!]
Rabia, [yes, I'm still available for editing] :)
Shahab, [chocolate laced peach!!! .. next summer!]
Osman, [I want IN on the chocolate shop!]
Aarij, [thank-you for keeping me sane!]
Tahyra, [no, you're not going to die!]
Zuleika, [you SO put everything in perspective!]
Saashah, [promise no more "ATM" confusions] :)
Samia, [no, that's NOT a beer belly!] :)
Khadija, [another load of laundry?!] :)
Shahinda, [my reliable e-companion!]
and PatientsLikeMe ..

for all the support and understanding!

“The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole god-damned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidates who reminded them most of themselves. I had no interests. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn’t understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go.”

- Charles Bukowski

Giraffe: Our American friends are becoming overcautious.
Gentleman: What about our timetable?
Giraffe: We MUST follow it.
Gentleman: But will they?
Giraffe: I don”t know. Boca”s scared. He sees policemen in his soup.
Gentleman: He”s not wrong.
Giraffe: The one who followed me on the subway, he”s our biggest problem.
Gentleman: Let me handle him.
Giraffe: There”ll be others.