Ruby, My Dear

Outside, the temperature is at a steady 30 degrees celsius with a mild westerly wind giving the air a warmer feel. At times like these I mourn the absence of Ruby. Ruby, My Dear packed her bags and left when Yoshi’s, San Francisco closed a while back. I’ve tried to assuage my longing with others, they’ve often amused and sometimes intrigued me, but still miss her cooling salty citrus. Cheers, Ruby! Here’s to the good times.

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