Aug 31, 2012

turbulences


l'hôtesse de l'air va d'un passager à l'autre. à chaque fois qu'elle dit ceinture, elle se caresse le ventre d'un petit geste circulaire comme quand on dit mmm ce que c'est bon.
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4 comments:

  1. MartijnAugust 31, 2012 at 10:29 PM

    Let him come! Oh let him come.

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  2. jeanne September 1, 2012 at 12:47 AM

    ???

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  3. MartijnSeptember 1, 2012 at 5:57 PM

    I have outmanoeuvred myself. I forgot what I meant by this. Perhaps it comes back to me. A strange case this... what did I mean? Beats me! I will think about it during a little walk now. Sorry for the confusion.

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  4. MartijnSeptember 1, 2012 at 9:00 PM

    The walk did no good: I forgot what I meant. Perhaps it was something associative, or something I heard on TV. Or perhaps I was practising 'atonal writing' again.

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