…und dann in der tasche ein zusammengefalteter zettel auf dem nur steht : “sie laechelt”
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Marilou
Some kind of panacea.
Bio
This one’s heartwarming. 🙂
Chris
Ahh, November. A kind of rebirth. A finding of oneself! And the leaves wither the needles fall. What do you do except huddle and smile and laugh? And cook and drink and smile. Well, that’s my plan anyway.
Marilou
Some kind of panacea.
Bio
This one’s heartwarming. 🙂
Chris
Ahh, November. A kind of rebirth. A finding of oneself! And the leaves wither the needles fall. What do you do except huddle and smile and laugh? And cook and drink and smile. Well, that’s my plan anyway.