One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"No, it'll get cold!"
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