I'm not going to find you.
But look at your photos. A kiss, a caress, a voice that I like and I like your hands.
I make a list of all the things I will not do.
will travel to two cities looking skyscrapers, a mist, walking toward the water, a building that shines as bright silver hubcaps of the cars, a carrot cupcake and a park with chess boards.
you want to cross the Brooklyn Bridge.
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