*the fog*

*the fog*

"Its cold outside.
Somewhere, a dog whimpers a distant lament. Or is it near?
Its cold inside. Its cold.

Silently, a white fog submitted the land to its will.
People remain silent.
People shiver and search for shelter.
People hide under the covers.
We have all submitted.

The fog won."

par moi



life is sweet and sour.



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on a lighter note, my ass on national television:

http://jg.globo.com/JGlobo/0,19125,VTJ0-2742-20071011-305664,00.html

hope my mom wasn't watching that night.
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