one of my back teeth in the basement next to my bedroom
(I live on a hill)
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@ 2009-11-06 – 08:46:06
one of my back teeth in the basement next to my bedroom
(I live on a hill)
what happened to disappearing to the cafe? Maybe you should spend your days there writing - then bill them for the cost both financial and paunch-wise x
Enough suggestions already!!
The cafe does not open until 10 am.
Then that is when they should agree to start drilling! You should have placed that ad all those years ago and now you would have a garrett somewhere to hole up and write - I don't see you in Paris though - Morocco maybe?
"Should" "Should"
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Your fantasy version of me living in a garrett in Marakesh but not Montmartre is your affair, my dear.
I do have many fantasies of what I will do when my mother dies (But I also have a fantasy that she has found the secret to eternal life on earth). Meanwhile I am sorting out on my own in many ways, several not detailed here.
So, with great respect and affection - please back off with the advice.
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If there is one thing that can send me over the edge, it's drilling.....
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