Summer in the city: 16 August 2008

Those of you who know me will think me up all night on a drunken bender, but my life is filled with profound sadness this evening.
There’s the one friend whose love of his life is leaving him, and another that just wishes that he had such a love of his life.
It’s early and the morning birds are singing and my tongue is tired.

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