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Originally posted on LE MONDE DE SOLÈNE:
A l’horizon de la nuit le soleil se lève encore aujourd’hui Jour après jour c’est toujours ce même soleil qui vient dissiper la brume de…
Originally posted on LE MONDE DE SOLÈNE:
A l’horizon de la nuit le soleil se lève encore aujourd’hui Jour après jour c’est toujours ce même soleil qui vient dissiper la brume de…
The last chance saloon I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her… Continue reading
Black as the night I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance. She… Continue reading