The Renovation Nights

By the time we left the store, the night though not deep felt deep and the skies though not felt light.

We have been working to loosen up Stevie’s vintage section. It’s turning closer to HY and my dance moves.

Another memory: San Lang smells like ah mah. HY has put Tiger Balm all over these rash spots as a result of our/Indonesia’s weather. But indeed, he has stopped scratching.

I keep wanting to say something about how precious life is, but blurry hopes outline the images and only episodes linger.

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