Bowing as a fool.

Charging the wrong tips, taking ever the wrong way.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

The Old Red Lion King.

Painful walls with scarlet wallpapers annoying weak sights. The furniture was dark browned with drops of golden lights. The waiter asked me a while whilst he took me the menu. I said he should not take because I only wanted a glass of his best wine. When I drank that all my intrinsec diseases were regurgitated from my sick throat.

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