Believe it or not Suzanne was my neighbour for a year. She was a very odd woman - okay , a very eccentric old hippy by then. I used to sit on my porch and watch Suzanne take her garbage, to a place by the curbside, she was wearing an old housecoat and slippers that came from China...
Leonard Cohen lived about 10 blocks away, and I'd pass him and we'd say good morning to each other when I walking to work. I always kind of hoped he'd pass by when Suzanne was out front, but I never got to see him run. It must have been weird, to have a moment in time frozen into such a beautiful piece of writing.
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