I love tweaking the loose ends of the soles of my converse all stars. The smell of old rubber, the way it sort of crumbles. Not wearing Doc's means it's spring. The people are coming out of the wood works, all done hibernating it's almost to much and I feel alcoholism creeping on. Come old friend the streets are empty, all we have to do is climb the fence and the botanical garden is ours for the taking.
This town is coming like a ghost town
island breeze and tard, the sweetest lolz
lillann and eivind in the museum gardens (early one morning)
lillann n yours true blue
b-grrl giving you evil eyes
I walked buy just as they where demolishing some old houses. I guess they where in to sweet a spot for anyone to use money to keep them up. finally they are dilapidated and and they can build something new in they're place. I'm guessing glass and concrete. I had to take a picture though, for probably more then a hundred years no one have seen the old advertisement, and now it's gone, for ever... (dundundun dun)