Jul 05, 2005 00:24
the dark living room smelled of firecrackers. That means gunpowder, right? The odor came wafing through the open windows with waves of heat.
On the roof I was surrounded by the sticky sweet smell of insect repelent on little stuart.
Everytime there was a burst of light and color trailed down bellow the treeline, curtis said, "that was the grande
details,
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