Imagine a world class violinist, a genius who cobbled together his first musical instrument at the age of 4, posing as a street musician in a subway stop during rush hour. Would anyone recognize him? Would anyone recognize the music? Would anyone care? Beauty comes in many forms but in all its guises it is supposedly arresting, something so
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haha I'm glad that you still have time to stand and stare, even at work ;) Go be productive!
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She had the most beautiful sea green eyes. She played in a quartet with two violins and a double bass; all manned by men. He hair was the color of chestnuts and thick honey-- it flapped uncooperatively in the cold bay are wind.
True story.
I always honk for troubadours.
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They are a dying breed, these minstrels.
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expect mail from me. soon.
oh, and are you single or not. cause... i want to have your babies.
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I'm single, for the purpose of having babies with wo-men.
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I hope you don't mind if I post this on my journal! The journal though now very pretty, still lacks certain sensibilities that I once had.
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Post away!
It's never too late to get those sensibilities back.
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