That's just a brain extension; You won't get any food here. Sorry.
Sunday, 8 March 2009
lines: wake-up call
"six-twenty-am, this is the time of your alarm call" repeated the female computer voice with a mixture of compassion and deception. Did she expect seeing me tonight at the bar?
I’ve been a silent observer for most of my life, and observe, I shall… unless… the door was locked! I observen’t. But I listened. Listened to steps and voices approaching...
(BLT: This Monkey's gone to Heaven; Picture: courtesy of Sam Van Olffen)
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