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teeny_greeny New Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 6Canada |
3 men sitting on a bench, chattering away Speaking of the uneventful lives they live each day. One fiddles with his zipper as he jokes about my hair. The other strings his skates with laces, holds them high into the air. #3 ties his shoe seeming to have fun. "Im not a Scandinavian" he says, "but I sure did marry one" A woman saunters over clutching a coffee in one hand. She adds some spice to the conversation which until now was bland. She sits down on the hardwood bench where #1 once sat. Up walks a leather-clad man wearing a baseball hat. They mumble polite greetings as he joins in the debate. Deciding if Wayne Gretzky was really all that Great. A man and a woman were strolling by They eavesdropped for a while saying "We don't mean to pry" 4 little kids start a fight yelling at each other. The youngest girl runs off momentarily and returns with her big brother. The door to th rink opens and the chilled crowd mills around. "This noise is just too much" I think, as I roll the metal down. |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi teeny-greeny, I really like this, its amazing what you see and hear when you are on the out side peering in. WELCOME TO PASSIONS Cerenity |
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