It was nighttime. The street was nearly empty, save for a few people left walking home, to their destinations; they had a purpose. Unlike me, just wandering aimlessly. It wasn't like I really had a home to go to anyway.
The street was lit with a single lamp. Normally there were two - two bulbous orbs gorged with electricity, glowing white-hot under
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But like the ancient Greeks, I reciprocate. My favourite pictures of you.
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And now it's my turn to be speechless. I would have thought you would choose photos from some of my darker shoots.
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