First, we have Molly, near a pedestal, during a sunny happy day spent wandering in downtown Salem. When we lived in Portland, everyone sneered at Salem, but now that I'm here I'm surprised at the liveliness of the downtown- on this day, the mall at the capital was lined with flowering cherry trees, and the grassy center- several blocks long, was filled with picnickers, wedding parties, volleyball games, and plain old dog walkers like me.
Then, there's Molly where she
really belongs--on a pedestal.
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