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be_my_bodyguard

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Jul 05, 2005 00:50

the man sat slumped over in his chair and looked out despairingly at the colorado landscape as he cradled his freshly brewed cappuccino in his left hand. he sighed and wished that boulder, his home for twenty four years, had treated him as well as he treated this cup of coffee. wendy, his best friend and wife, sat quietly in the loft reading the ( Read more... )

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i_like_paint July 6 2005, 06:47:37 UTC

that's sweet. i dig it.

be_my_bodyguard July 6 2005, 17:21:19 UTC

i'm glad you like it.

jer64bear July 6 2005, 06:54:10 UTC

you are a good writer.

be_my_bodyguard July 6 2005, 17:24:10 UTC

thanks.

egge85 July 7 2005, 03:40:12 UTC

"but like the painter whose palette holds every color imaginable except the one haunting the paintbrush in her dreams, the man was longing for something he didn't have."
i like that.
i always enjoy reading your short stories ;)

be_my_bodyguard July 7 2005, 17:20:31 UTC

thanks a lot.