I don't know.
It's cold and misereable and wet outside with rain beading down the misting glass. When the building was built, Japan had shunned the worl, America was just thirteen precarious colonies, and Canada was called New France and extended to New Orleans.
But thos're real fires and the stone keeps the heat in and there's more than enough space for everyone.
Especially in bed.
It's cold and misereable and wet outside with rain beading down the misting glass. When the building was built, Japan had shunned the worl, America was just thirteen precarious colonies, and Canada was called New France and extended to New Orleans.
But thos're real fires and the stone keeps the heat in and there's more than enough space for everyone.
Especially in bed.
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.