Saturday, 23 January 2016

Lowest fuel

It was late,and nobody was outside,just heifers in a pasture near the irragation canal where I used to swim.Mist rose off the water and the smell of cow burns hung in the air.The moon was bright,which helped me decide to keep going once.I got back to my street.

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