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when in moscow, do as the romans do. (a short story, i guess.)

Posted October 18 | Leave a Comment

there was something magnetically peculiar about the young lady who sat across from me at the eatery. she didn't exactly stick out like a sore thumb (infact, she was rather quite plain), but it was more or less the fact that her and i were the only ones in the restaurant with the exception of an elderly couple sitting two tables behind me and a large man in a suit muttering incoherently into his cellphone. she was very still. she had a slightly perplexed expression on her face and her head was… read more