Sunday, October 08, 2006

Solo night

Me and myself with a sore body
Crouching in my red armchair
a bottle of smirnoff
a pack of zhongnanhai
Haruki Muraka's South of the border, west of the sun, one of my favourites
Norah Jones in the background
solo night, not bad, not bad at all.

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