This is Moka, and her mother Takako. Moka has got-it-going-on. Really.
These are her feet.
We both thought this was a pretty cool bicycle. I asked her to pose in front of it for me.
At the Triennale.
Coffee break at “Cafe de Crie”
And Moka took a cat nap before dinner. I thought she would wear me out, but I guess I wore her out.
It’s pretty nice when one of your oldest and dearest of friends provide you with a new smaller friend. This seems to be happening more and more lately.