Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Posted on February 23, 2013
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Ah Jack, my old friend… I pour the nectar into a cold glass and watch condensation form on the outside. I never use ice; dilutes it too much. A glass from the freezer gives it a nice cold bite on the tongue. Yes, even… Continue Reading “Jack”
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