Posts Tagged hostel

Loora

The popping of bedsprings as I moved my legs over the side of my bunk, the heavy thump as I dropped down beside her. Someone would wake. Foil an espionage of flesh.

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Four Men

We agree on English, so that we will all know a few words, how to apologize. We speak slowly, pause often, move our hands, look at each other, smile.

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