People and places- the perpetual ever changing ever pacening movement of the meet and greet. The welcomes and goodbyes and the long winded alley ways we trapse en route to trains and busses that will transport us to lands far, far, far, far away. And we smile in these times because we have to- because we must- because it is the only way forward and as the sun sets- the orange smimering ball of life that descends bringing light to the night- we lean back and exhale gently under the stars. Smoke spirals smoothly- the moon looks down: And you look beautiful
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