Distant Fireflies, Part 2

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Downtown, 2am.

Ron, Ben and I uncover Korean eateries in hidden lane ways and complement our bar-hopping with bibimbab.

The spring air is balmy, and the night brims with possibilities: Truth. Beauty. Freedom. Love.

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All the winter blues melt away, seeming no more than distant fireflies.

The narrative timeline™ pauses, contemplating the

Comments

[ghost_cre]

I especially love your love.

:)

[anonymous]

Thanks for your comments on my blog I thought I was talking into outer space.