Typical, silver spoon American.

Dec 31, 2006 21:35

I was in the mood to stroll, so I meandered over to the local gas station. It was a fine summer evening, perfect weather in a perfect society in a perfect town in a perfect country. The sky a beautiful pinkish orange cast from a setting sun. As I pushed open the glass door of the station, a bell tinkled to announce my presence in the place. Moving ( Read more... )

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