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Sometimes without words one feels rejuvented and energized....specially when the chatter inside stops for some time. Btw....little girls should not sit alone near train doors. :o) -Paradox
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ReplyDeleteSometimes without words one feels rejuvented and energized....specially when the chatter inside stops for some time. Btw....little girls should not sit alone near train doors. :o)
-Paradox
:0) is cool. c'est froi. i dont think she does sit at the door much anymore. alone or otherwise.
ReplyDeleteLiked your anecdote about the little girl in the post below. Loved the way the narrative unwinded itself. Good job Ricercar. xx
ReplyDeletethank you xx :0)
ReplyDeletemerci beaucomp. and you are ... ?
I am Satan's chief counsel - call me Beelzebub. :)
ReplyDeletethat little girl that sits alone, I was and still am her at times.
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeletecut her right arm off, did she, trying to make up, haan?
wonder why..
sitting by the door much much more fun.
tada
austere