Tag: friendship
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THE GIRL WITH FLOWERS IN HER HAIR
She was the girl with flowers in her hair not to be found in California but in a small bar at the road’s end, seated alone by the table at the far in corner of the room, the one close to the mirror on the wall framed robustly gold. With her gaze she would catch […]
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GIRLFRIENDS
Actually, I don’t even know if I remember how it feels to be in love. Have I ever been in love? I dare to say. I remember excitement, my mind focused on someone and unable to handle any other thought of use. What is that hyperbolically intense feeling I sometimes encourage myself to remember? Her […]