Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Full Body Waxing In Milani

Living in the suburbs have these things. At certain hours of the neighborhood streets and cleared out.

now, while I decide to go find the group of three in the afternoon, the neighborhood begins to lubricate mysterious mechanisms. Subtle tensions through the streets polishing details.

When I set foot on the sidewalk, a very fine wire trap stirred and imperceptibly spreads the seeds of an option, for a change.

I think I have experience in this sort of thing, so once again to receive the tongues of deception, I pause for a moment by the door grills and repC then jumps into the void, the vertigo is inside me in the veins. The small sphere and is a point, but I can see the end of his fall in the water that runs parallel to the cord, drawing scattered iridescent oil slicks.

is strange that the drain water from a workshop run parallel to the curb so so like a river. What is not is strange is that down there at the foot of the cliff and along the river, I am, otherwise, but at the same hopes. Archaic forces have achieved their dirty win. They have to make clear revel my double (perhaps multiple) alone.