Tuesday, April 27, 2010

26

The night David met Mabel was unlike anything he had ever experienced, or would ever experience again in his whole life. The grass by the monument glowed neon with that fat moon up above, and David felt like he had never been anywhere else in his entire life, that his existence was in this minute. For nobody else, only for Love would David have gone down to the river. The sand by the river was illuminated by a bonfire and there were hundreds of people. Love was surrounded by people.

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