12 Apr 2007
St. Andrew, 11pm, die Zauberei
I stepped out from the Goethe Institut into the rain. The street was drenched and the lights shone off its slick like Christmas lights through honey. Despite the dark, I found the subway and rode home through its warm tunnel, passing all the pastel coloured names of places drawn up in tiles along the way.
I stepped out from the Goethe Institut into the rain. The street was drenched and the lights shone off its slick like Christmas lights through honey. Despite the dark, I found the subway and rode home through its warm tunnel, passing all the pastel coloured names of places drawn up in tiles along the way.
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