At The Coastal Settlement.
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
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It’s too bright in here.
Like a wayang kulit backdrop.
Walking by a store, I saw a basket full of Woodstock keychains and thought, Why not?—I’ve always liked Woodstock.
We’re closed.
The festivities are over.
It’s almost closing time.
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34, male and very Cancerian. Often irascible, even if he is prescient to his emotions. Lives for the resonance of beautiful passages, cinematic magic and aural bliss. Dabbles in fiction writing, photography, sketching and daydreaming in his free time, even though he is paid to do just those in a professional capacity.
He is, in other words, quite a geek.
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