she's_going_back_to_the_sea fyn gula i talked with the mother of dennis browne last night. she had a bottle of rolling rock sitting on the kitchen table like always. we spoke about her return to the sea in early september, how hilary is going with her and about the beauty of dylan lauren and her candy store in nyc. and then her eyes took on an ethereal glow as if she was standing on the bridge between worlds and her gaze meant i was to take her hand. "i heard davis call my name twice," she said. perhaps you read bella morte davis browne. "like he needed my help with something." i believed her. i weep anytime i think of what i've lost. 020710 ... morcheeba "left my soul there down by the sea" 020710 what's it to you? who go blather from