A space for short posts that comments on anything that happens during the day, be it movies, music, design, art, pubs, clubs, friends, enemies, lovers, the weather, fashion...
Because it is all of these little things collectively that will make up our lives. And all of it should be noted.
Tuesday 18 January 2011
#57
When I just brushed my chin, a piece of chopped carrot fell from my face.
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