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Grey, cloudy morning here (in St Pete), getting colder even as I write this. Perfect day to sleep in, or just dreamily recall earlier days, days of dreamlike beauty . . . I was told oncethat this (Big Sur) is not such a great place to live, the fog constantly rolls in from the sea, cold and dismal. Perhaps, but from here it looks like a world of dreamlike splendor.