by paxnor » Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:44 am
(the un-lady walks into the cafe...middle-aged, brown hair, brown eyes, average height weight,
age...if i were pudding, i'd be as exotic as tapioca...if i were a color, i'd be clear...i blend in to everything...i order an
extra large coffee, two shots extra, room for cream and sit and watch...i like to watch people and there are
definitely some characters here...i pull out a notebook and wait quietly in a corner for the sparks to fly...sip)
what a crime,
such a beautiful crime...
omnia mutantur nihil interit