"He briefly closes his eyes and imagines smashing his fist into the nearest wall" - Shake! by Yvonne Roberts
Monday, November 1, 2010
"He briefly closes his eyes and imagines smashing his fist into the nearest wall"
"He briefly closes his eyes and imagines smashing his fist into the nearest wall" - Shake! by Yvonne Roberts
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4 comments:
....the red brick disintegrating as his red mist evaporated
where the road starts
beijo
Maybe that "he" had a prophetic vision of the U.S. elections...
donnie, aha ... eh .. I am wondering what _you_ are reading at the moment :-P
Zé o Caçador, or ends.
Markus, I guess you didn't have to have much prophetic talent to foresee this outcome :-(
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