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It was a productive day today: I found a new jacket in a trashcan behind Fred Meyers! Got some soup from the local soup kitchen with some money I found. It was good! Heard Jim playing his guitar in the park and joined him for a little duet. Too bad he can't get a gig at the local theater. Anyway, dinner time is almost here and it looks like it's going to be another cold one tonight so I'll probably sleep in the old hotel.
Feel free to add some more entries of your own. We can turn this into a group project! It may be called "The Happy Homeless Girl" but it's her only defense against the drama that is her life.