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Jul 30, 2009 01:09

It was the dead of night, but we were alive. We giggled sporadically under the wafery moon, whose thin light could not deter our foolish venture, and fell stumbling across slick grass and over waist-high fences meant to keep out the rich tourists’ kids. The thick air began to swim with salt as bulging, splintering wood groaned beneath our pounding ( Read more... )

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only_fragments July 30 2009, 05:27:53 UTC
*content but slightly heartbroken sigh* Beautiful. I see that writer's block has been broken, and into many crumbled pieces as well! This made me frown in all the right ways. Just perfect.

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sesshysshewolf July 30 2009, 22:45:09 UTC
Glad I could make you...er...frown. Wow. That'd sound awful to anyone else. x3

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knifejosh August 3 2009, 05:11:07 UTC
Heh. On a related note, we may be planning another condo trip. Like, soon. In fact, I've really got to get the details tomorrow, because I believe August 7th was mentioned O_o

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sesshysshewolf August 3 2009, 07:15:44 UTC
Ah, you made the connection. Excellent. It cheers me up a bit to know someone else remembers. Or at least, someone else I still routinely talk to.

But yeah, you should definitely find out the details and let me know. I haven't been to the beach once this summer, on account of me being the pasty white nerd that I am. >_>

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