clothes story
a path to follow. along the silent tracks. to the next terminal.
5:40 PM
oh. if only I could read what was in ate ale's mind..didn't know if she was distracted by me or what..
and couldn't even remember how my face looked like.
"dowd, hurry. insert your ticket.. hit the button."
and so.. there he was.. .... right on time. heehaw!
one sunday afternoon.
after meeting henry in midtown.
on our way to edsa.
another train love.
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