The above poem is for Miki, my female friend who has been
helping me to clean up my place, to celebrate her birthday.
She is in her mid-thirties with a crisp manner. She loves to drive
a sports car and doesn't like to behave like a typical Japanese woman.
However, she is curiously obsessed with cleaning. She says it has
smething to do with her upbringing, especially in her childhood.
The problem is she hates to say anything romantic or behave with a
touching feminine manner( Feb. 27, 2005)

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