March 22

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He took me around the city. Showing place he would like to go to. He sang to me every single stop. We blasted songs on the radio of his car. We sang and yell across the streets. We got drunk and went back to his apartment. We didn't do anything, but lay down on the floor of his apartment.

glimpse.Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu