In the lift, there's a man in tuxedo, gelled hair, gleaming from top to toes. Did he call me a half-naked fakir?
I go to the seaside, to be with people like me, without a tomorrow, glad to have a sunset that won't last, staring at the #horizon, then azure now concrete.
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https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2017/04/incomplete-unedited-notes-colombo.html
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