@giulianobolivar

12/10/10

UIT



On my way home, there will always a scary doll crossing my path.

Our house is not the same anymore, they're re-building it....with us in it....not quite normal, and since we've found a new one, we're moving. Still I think I'll miss all this weirdness around here; the leaks under the bridge, listening to the trains go over your head, bizarre forgotten items, midnight swans sleeping on the canal, junkies....

It's been lovely this far, but the cycle ends here.

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