Monday, July 12, 2010

Blank slate

She and her husband sat next to us at breakfast at Naidre's in Carrol Gardens. He was a photographer and she was a jewelry designer. She wore a signet ring on her first finger which she had designed and left shiny silver where a crest or initial might have gone. I said I liked it and had not seen one quite like it before. "Yes," she said, "A blank slate." She spoke in perfect English with a slight accent from somewhere in eastern Europe, Serbia it turned out.

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