Surfing through the infinities of cyberspace I lost my way. She was sitting in front of Joey's Deli at 217th Main, 160th Cross, smoking, humming some long forgotten tune when I turned around the corner and spotted her.
"Feeling cold?" she asked and offered me a cigarette. I sat down, leaned back to the wall and closed my eyes, inhaling...her voice seamlessly taking me to a place I still haven't been able to find again...
*This is one of my very early posts from 2006 which - amongst others - was not migrated when I started posting on Memonji's World, so I thought I'd re-publish them here.
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thank you!
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