it's funny. i met this guy in the hospital. a charming young man with very a fine taste, you can tell by the choice of his clothing. introduces himself. very coyly. from deerfield, il.
goes here now. some of his tales brought back a lot of memories of a single winter evening. aah...i loved it that night. on the grass. when the ice and snow, a paltry mix of checkers and rye. on my face. my fingers, numb and painless.
it's been good here so far. heard some bad news today about KD. i'm kinda not happy about the decision...but oh well. things happen for a reason i guess.
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