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.
Sunday 23 January 2011
#67
My seat on the bus smells like booze. But its better than the smell of urine yesterday.
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