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The sweltering wind blew us toward the shops . There it was ..that familiar green circle,
if we could just make it to the door...
Then it hit
The vacuumesque suction of freezing air
Goose bumps spread over every inch of me
the aroma
the coffee grinder
A long exhale from my daughter
I pointed to two , stuffed purple chairs
Sit
Ill get the drinks
Smiles(in perfect synchronicity)
2 Comments:
I like it! How about, "Vacuumesque" for a title?
By Paul, at 9:41 AM
Reminded me of a tornado. Now I wanna see what you can do with Starbucks and sex. I like mine tall, dark, rich and sweeeet. ;)
Happy weekend!
Lois Lane
By Lois Lane, at 11:10 AM
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