"what you've got I don't need and what I need you don't have," she said to him and he got into his clothes and into his car and drove down the streets of night thinking, what I got I need; in fact, i need it more all the time he parked outside the bar went in had a whiskey with beer- chaser then went to the phone dialed the number. "hello," she said. "hello," he said, "I won't be back." "What about your clothes?" "throw them out." he hung up went back to the barstool for refills. "how's it going?" asked [View Full Entry]

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We parked in Gladstone St opposite the Craigo Mills home to the Omeo dance studio started by Roslyn Crisp. We were after the best Turkish pizza in Sydney at Saray on Enmore Rd. “I thought she looked like spastic puppet pulling her own strings or like she was doing some kind of epileptic tai chi.” Brett searched for words to express how he hated Ros’ performance in a kind of conversational way. He knew that Paul was on his side as the beer was passed his way. “I don’t class that as dance, it was more like mime. I think [View Full Entry]

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Kitchen moments Australasia » Australia » New South Wales » Wollongong » Wollongong By valeriavine May 28th 2007 Valeria Vine [View Full Entry]

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Wonderful Wollongong Australasia » Australia » New South Wales » Wollongong » Wollongong By valeriavine May 27th 2007 Valeria Vine[ [View Full Entry]

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the ferment Australasia » Australia » New South Wales » Wollongong » Wollongong By valeriavine May 27th 2007 Valeria Vinethin [View Full Entry]

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Dear mami, Happy birthday!!!! Te amo mucho!.................................y mucho mas Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto me dio dos luceros que cuando los abro perfecto distingo lo negro del blanco y en el alto cielo su fondo estrellado y en las multitudes el hombre que yo amo Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto me ha dado el oído que en todo su ancho graba noche y día grillos y canarios martirios, turbinas, ladridos, chubascos y la voz tan tierna de mi bien amado Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto me ha dado [View Full Entry]

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A sea of red cloth made my hands look so small as I tried to fold it. To arrange the chaotic undulations into neat lines. Each time I halved, it multiplied. Grasping and clutching but never find the end. It grew beneath my hands and I could not push it away. I spread my arms wide to surround it only to be surrounded. I pulled it only to find it advancing. I tried to be bigger than it and was lost in its infinity. No! I must fold and divide! No! I must bring ends together! No! I must contain! [View Full Entry]

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The knock sounded three time. One for the meek, one for the bold and one for the story that's about to unfold…..Everard stood in the doorway surrounded by his luggage for Peru and his travels onward. “Oh my god! Do you think you have enough luggage?!” JJ started helping him drag the bags inside our apartment. “I know. I’ve been shopping and hopefully I can offload this on my father in Italy.” He looked sheepishly at the small mountain in our hallway. He pointed at the groaning backpack against the wall. ‘This ones for you. I’ll arrange fo [View Full Entry]

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Visiting Julio South America » Uruguay » Carmelo By valeriavine April 7th 2007 Valeria Vine Quiéreme mucho Dulce amor mío Qué amante siempre Te adoraré Yo con tus besos Y tus caricias Mis sufrimientos Acallaré Cuando se quiere de veras Como te quiero you a ti Es imposible mi cielo Tan separados vivir [View Full Entry]

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We walked laden with backpacks through the old city to the part where we would catch our evening ferry back to Buenos Aires. Deserted and still the streets felt like a movie set. My backpack was small and dense like carrying a sleeping child. JJ towered by my side. “Where’d you get the doll?” I was holding it my hand so as not squash it in my dense pack. “Oh some guy gave it to me, when I saved hm from his hotel room” I passed her the doll and she took it with curiosity. “Pretty heavy for a little [View Full Entry]

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