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Walking everyday I was always looking for a woman, but never ever met one that would lead to anything. Sonoma and I were platonic. But then one day I did. It had to be when I wasn't working. Not sure of the exact spot maybe up by the tower. She was strong and arrogant in her movements, maybe five foot seven, not quite shoulder length black hair, dark eyes with sometimes naturally darkened lids which gave her a bit of an East Indian look. We started to talk and we talked for an hour to an hour and a half with the city at our feet. Might have been spring with the grasses on the hill lush and green. It was a beautiful sunny morning with blue sky. I remember that much.
What impressed me was that she said that while she was more or less visiting San Francisco around nineteen seventy, she obtained quite by accident the state of Buddha-hood, Enlightenment or Satori, what you would call it, which lasted for six months, her in the state. Then she went into the Peace Corps and one South Pacific Island or another, then Japan where she met and married her husband and a couple of years in India, where she had her first child. She
was from Wisconsin and about fifty to one hundred miles north of where I was from. After we parted, I went along the hill path thinking what a great woman she was. I was also thinking too bad she is so fat. She was exceedingly ample around the hips.
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