This is a picture of me and Lola when she came to visit me in L.A. in April.
Then I went to see her at her house in August and we had this exchange-
Lola: That flower is dead.
Jaffe: What’s dead?
Lola: Well dead is like when you’re not moving anymore, you know, and you’re all stopped and you go to sleep and you don’t get up.
Jaffe: Oh.
P.S. We're not dead in that picture, we're just sleeping.
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