The things you see
I was going home about 9ish, on the bus and we stopped at the foot o the walk. There were a women stood on a sidestreet looking in through a window into a seemingly empty bank pleasuring an umbrella.
I looked away, thought about it, then looked back.
She were then pleasuring, in a similar way, a bottle of wine in a scotmid bag, through the same window into the same empty bank. The bus then drove off.
Obviously I got off at the next stop and went back to see
She had gone
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
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