Friday, October 30, 2009

This man fro the army corps of friendly passengers engineered conversation while offering a swollen arm in turbulent heights. He was west coast country, saved his empty coffee cup to refill with moist black tar. Seeing together the world through rounded windows, we traveled beyond the traytables. We were offroading, if you know what I mean.

Sylva Sep 4, 12:41 pm

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