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The beauty as I watch the rooftops and the birds flying by, the sky streaked with pink and grey, the hideous walls that are quite charming in the evening. In a window sits a woman or a girl conversing on the phone, throwing fleeting glances through the glass on passers by. One of them is taking out the garbage, he must be thirty though he wishes to look less than so. Were it not for the man smoking his cigarette outside the staff's entrance of the little restaurant named Manfred's, or the pair of legs that enter a hard to see doorway on the far side of the yard, this would indeed have been a magical glimpse to catch. But as they all watch the scenery they add to it their own imperfection, in body; soul; or other nature.
Tea in hand, I enjoy it yet despair. Seagulls remind me that...[read more] | | |
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Ah, mondays. if i may ask, was it hell? (at the moment.. i think your monday is just starting. so .. a warning. if you happen to read this..the day is cursed.) :p
i find.. that i can't pay that cost. and i enjoy the winnings much more. but you're right .. one is lucky to win. not that i'm referring to anything in particular.
inviting yourself.. thats something. usually an arkward and disappointing situation for myself. but hope it worked out..