L.

He told me I was beautiful in Spanish. As a thousand teary-eyed angels blinked in the high-rises. Seducing us.

Have you ever thought how odd it is that we have only one word for the thousands of different faces of the one and the basest of all emotions.

Life is easy when we scatter ourselves across its varying limbs.

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