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thought, did I find the biggest
California cliché, just my luck.
     
    Most of my skilled cooking is Italian and
Chinese. I am proficient in other cuisines but I haven't mastered
them.
     
    I despise minimalism. The mill is going to
be more French Renaissance with Venetian Townhouse and English
Cottage combined. I like wood, not metal. I like dark, rich colours
for some rooms, and light, low tone colours for others. An
Englishman's home is his castle, so I am taking this process
somewhat seriously.
     
    With regards to colours, 99% of my wardrobe
is black, mainly black suits. After black, I like orange. Orange is
the happiest colour - I share Sinatra's vision on that one.
     
    Your son lives with you or his padre?
     
    If I don't answer your e-mail right away,
it's because I'm cooking dinner.
     
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    From: Eden E

    Date: Thu, Aug 2, at 11:52 AM
    To: Adam -
     
    What's scary is, that particular California
cliché is rampant where I live.
     
    French Renaissance with Venetian Townhouse
and English Cottage - trying to picture what those combination of
styles would look like. Mine is ... eclectic.
     
    My son lives with me and sometimes stays
with his dad.
     
    Black is my favorite color as well. After
black is red. The color of power.
     
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    From: Adam -

    Date: Thu, Aug 2, at 1:19 PM
    To: Eden E
     
    It sounds like my version of hell. That's
one of the things I like about this island. It's like stepping back
in time. Here comes the loaded statement: women are women, men are
men, people say what they see without worry of reparation. It's one
of those niches I spoke of. Good, honest people.
     
    I have several other properties as well so I
don't have some egotistical desire to leave a personal imprint on
this home, I just want it to be the most comfortable, practical,
functional and relaxing living space.
     
    I knew after black it would be red for you.
Do you like power?
     
    I have just finished eating dinner. I swear
this country will make me fat. I am very bad at cooking for one.
There is always enough for 4.
     
    What have you been doing in my absence,
other than pining and awaiting my return?
     
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    From: Eden E

    Date: Thu, Aug 2, at 2:13 PM
    To: Adam -
     
    To console myself, I took a long walk during
my lunch hour. That's how I keep my sanity (and deal with your
absence) - I flee as far as I can in the time I have. I get
restless and grumpy otherwise and start snapping at people.
     
    You do know that you have to explain your
loaded statement. I'm afraid I can't let you get away with it.
     
    Do you consider yourself old-fashioned? And
what type of statements do you make that land in you hot water
everywhere else but in your refuge?
     
    Yes, I like power. Over myself and my life.
I don't seek power over others. I hate feeling helpless.
     
    You sound as if you exert power in your own
sphere. You're certainly not afraid to voice your strong opinions.
Although, I find people are more outspoken online than they would
normally be in real life, feeling that they're shielded with
anonymity.
     
    What did you eat?
     
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    From: Adam -

    Date: Thu, Aug 2, at 2:33 PM
    To: Eden E
     
    I figured you'd have to resort to something
like that.
     
    What I mean is - gender boundaries are
becoming increasingly blurred with the turn of each half century.
Men are not men anymore, women are not women. We are different.
Women have stronger qualities than men, men have stronger qualities
than women, and that's OK. We are not equal. That isn't to say one
is above the other. It means, we have our differences, and they
should be cherished, not manipulated so we all become asexual,
robotic, politically correct entities.
     
    Call me a hybrid of old and new. But I'm not
one of these posers who thinks they have a "vintage" style.