The city breathing, the people churning...
The conversating, the price is... what?!
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duminică, 12 iunie 2011
Away and yet, close.
It feels like coming back to you each and every time. How do I stop this insane feeling? I don't think I can make it to the end, but you should dissipate, to help me understand.
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