Category: friendship
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THAT EXIT
For about two years I walked around with panda eyes, they all laugh at such an abrupt statement, and so did she, even though, it was true and it had taken a long while for it to be fun, at last; sharing drinks in this fancy hotel where, apparently, Madonna often stays, second fun-fact of […]
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RASPBERRY LANE
One, two, three, her rhythms, her routines. She has her habits, her divisions in the fridge, her daily little techniques. Not too fancy to her view, all is quite low key; her coffee, instant powder, to the horror of the ones that happen to pass by. By her room, by her life. The excitement of […]
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