Almeida Life
Men were meant to fly.
It's easy to believe, sitting so casually, with a leg bent over the arm of a chair, forhead pressed to the cool windowpane of a plane in fleight. A beautiful young woman brings you a glass of water and a bag of snackfood, as though this is nothing. As though people do it every day. Every hour. Every minute.
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It's easy to believe, sitting so casually, with a leg bent over the arm of a chair, forhead pressed to the cool windowpane of a plane in fleight. A beautiful young woman brings you a glass of water and a bag of snackfood, as though this is nothing. As though people do it every day. Every hour. Every minute.
And as ( Read more... )
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By the way, Mr. Marx say "Hi"
It was a bit difficult explaining why we wouldnt see you for a while, but I think he understood... Though it might be longer then I originally anticipated because aparently yours truly is a walking virus factory.... which reminds me, I need to disinfect everything I've touched in the past five days.
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