One more post: happy Clappers at the beach. Everyone should try walking through town wearing Agatha in a baby Bjorn like this, facing out. People go nuts; she is so smiley and is waving and grinning and kicking her little feet. But you can't see any of that, and you kind of forget she's there. So you're just window shopping, checking out the beaded necklaces, and you wonder why everyone in town is stopping and pointing at you, stopping and smiling, leaning out of their cars, dismounting their bicycles...
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