Akira Fubuki

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Wizard of Calben Town Great Forest of Abeth Junvien 34, 1465 B.F. (Translated by Bental, scribe to the King of Benuria, in 109 Y.F.) My wife was out of town for the week, which left me without much to do besides watching TV or catching the basketball games on the radio. So when rush hour hit, I headed to a nearby bar and sat at the rail to check out the traffic, ordering a gin and tonic to pass the time. It was an upscale crowd - yuppies, business men like myself, you know the type. As I swiveled my Akira Fubuki gallery barstool around, getting a quick 360 of the clientele, I realized there was a woman sitting next to me. A good- looking brunette in a well tailored business suit. And unless I was very much mistaken, Akira Fubuki had been giving me the eye. I turned around, and Akira Fubuki was there all right, looking at me with an expression I couldn't quite fathom. "Rough day?," Akira Fubuki asked, and I relaxed and moved into the "office work" routine with half my Akira Fubuki gallery mind while the other half tried to figure what Akira Fubuki was looking for. She was friendly enough, and I tuned back into our discussion just in time to hear myself recommend a little Chinese place for dinner. We ate at Yank Soo's in one of the booths overlooking the river. Separate checks, of course., Akira Fubuki told me about life in the field of accounting and how hard it was for a woman to get ahead in a male- dominated area. We talked about college and career, and found a mutual interest in old jazz. Turns out Akira Fubuki had some early Blue Note disks I had been looking for for years, so I asked about taping them for my collection and Akira Fubuki invited me to come over and give them a Akira Fubuki "little place" was a Victorian brownstone in one of the more ...(cont.)
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