tired
"It was cold, you know... I mean miserably cold... and there were ducks... many of them. I was thinking to cut them and warm myself up with their blood... My feet were cold. I was thinking to cut the ducks and wear them as slippers" - A strange dialog on the radio
6/2/2006,
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car ride winter tired travel radio trip rolling eyes confused thought bubble story
In a restaurant I saw this father and son... They ate their dinner and did not talk to each other at all.
8/2/2006,
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silence father son dinner French fries plates empty tired restaurant table salt and pepper