Yesterday I wanted to be alone in a calming garden and figure out some medical appointment stuff on my phone. Then a family with a small child came by with a photographer and stayed in front of me for what seemed like ages. They acted so cute and heteronormatively happy that it brought tears streaming down my face. Mission accomplished, they walked away saying, "It smells so good! It's because of the pomegranates." They also mentioned their heritage. It was Armenian.
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