Sunday, August 3, 2014

64 x 3 (Similes)

Maybe some days these posts will fall like leaves. Maybe some days it will be more like squeezing a drop of water from a stone. Already it feels like a visit to a border town, with the sun going down and a strange buzzing noise coming from the telephone poles. Stores and bars both sides of the street. Which one should we visit first?

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