tell me the truth. When I saw this old photo I didn´t see what it was, the photo forced me to
think ... . So I did and it helped. The lady I saw is not the lady I thought I saw. It is no lady at all!
Hot sometimes, yes, but cold too, that depends on me. She is no she, but an it. Old, yes but
not old enough to be thrown away and it will survive me. The top of my lovely stove ...