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That was a bit slight
My eyes wander over to the boys barely old enough to ride swimming in the heated pool, girls in string bikins and highheels lounging by the jacuzzi, anime scultures everywhere, a mosiac of youth, a place you don’t really belong anymore
‘Hungry like the wolf’ rising faintly above the leaping chatter of the club, transporting me for one long moment into someone both young and old. Sadness: it’s everywhere
People just disappeared
Whats that husband of yours ever given to you, Oprah Winfrey on a plasma screen
Everybody leaves
My baby calls me the loch ness monster, 2 great big humps and then I’m gone
In the book Julian Wells lived but in the movies new scenario, he had to die. He had to be punished for all of his sins
Yesterday’s gone
