Stuart Davis and all his wit displayed in Harvard
Square.
I sold Stuart and his incredible family their home and when
I see Stuart or listen to his amazingly creative lyrics I think of
Colorado. (Now, I think of the four of
them sitting on their grand oversized leather couch after a gracious dinner and
a few glasses of wine in celebration of their new home.) My heart lightens and my shoulders
relax. I think of simpler times and have
a bit of nostalgia wash over me.
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