Strike! Strike! Can I have your number?

[mavieendijon]

6:30am is not my friend. By 7:20am I was out the door and waiting for the bus in the dark. People were on the street, but something felt wrong. There weren't very many vehicles on the road, and the city seemed dead. After a few minutes of waiting, a woman scuttled by and rabbled something off, then hurried on her way. I turned to the girl next to

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je suis un garcon

[anonymous]

sounds like things are picking up a bit, love. you do indeed have the upper hand over those french swine, so assert yourself accordingly. best bet: take out a copy of "the da vinci code" and cite it during your classes. (?)

l'america misses you, ms. moon. but we'll settle for more updates over this journal. keep em coming!

all my love to you and guillaume,
robert jay