Treasure in time
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Última publicación mar, dic 23, 2014
"So what other expensive rarities have you come across ?".The young man asked me I assumed he was about my age in his early 20's . but then again age was irrelevant. at least it's what I have come to observe in the few times that I remember these "visits " as I like to call them . "Expensive rarities ?" I asked out loud with a bit of confusion. He was about to explain when he was cut short by a shushed warning from the woman sitting directly across from me. at a wooden dinner table made for 8 . It felt like routine to me to be seated here and chatting it up all non chalant. It also felt ... safe? At least I think i was. but only noticed 3 in the room 4 if u include me.
Not sure where I'm going with this as of yet but thought hey why not share it as it as so far ? Any how feel free n correct or comment I am aware that there is major errors out there somewhere
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