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Sunday, December 25, 2011

I see middle eastern tourists running up and down the busy streets shooting party foam to one another, even to strangers in the mood of Christmas. I saw an ambulance picking up an unconscious person on the street outside a club, probably drunk, in the mood of Christmas. I saw a lot of bikers with their fart cannons parading up and down the streets, with pride, releasing ample amount of carbon to the atmosphere and shit load of decibels in my ears. I was sitting in a quiet cafe, observing human reactions to year end holidays. A spoon too much of barbarism at times, elegant at other times. I felt lonely, thinking about mademoiselle in Chevru with her family. The snow had just left in the most cruel failure running up to a possible white Christmas. Joyeux noel mon bebe... This Christmas reminds me that I need to stay close to you... Je t'aime mon bebe...




2 comments:

Gnetch said...

Merry Christmas!!!

And yes, you can still adopt me! :p

Kerry Giangrande said...

my god this is beautiful