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Please, Sir, leave the lights on and lock the door. Go as if you would come back because I don´t want to be sure that´s forever. Forget a pair of jeans in the closet and a white T-shirt in the dirty clothes' basket ...one last parfum on the toilete´s cold marble counter and a forgotten restaurant bill from the last month . Go, but leave the sensation your steps through the apartment are still usual. Please leave the toothpaste half squeezed, a wet towel on the bed and remember to not return the video. Oh, before going, pick up this piece of mine which is on the floor and bring me the super glue.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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