And if we didn’t answer the questions, they’d take us to jail
Sir, you sort of wish you were in here, don’t you?
None of that was the worst, though
I don’t think there’s any other way
I don’t know how we’d get along without you
That was something of a relief
But I need two promises. First, that you’ll be home before dark
I don’t think anybody’s here
I’m sure that was a gunshot
You never win against the house
All that seemed long ago now
Who can tell us what the next step is?
And on the pedestal these words appear
Nothing beside remains
Me have had better days
How far away is the rest of the world?
It looks as if she’s been waiting there for hours
I might just as well have come down here all by myself
Actually, I’m just glad to be alive
It will be there when you need it
How long are you going to leave him in there?
no photo today …
This day was gray, with heavy portents of rain
I want to see Africa!
Maybe we’ll go together, the three of us
But we’ll have a good time anyway, right, Beautiful?
There was not much to say to this
Time seemed to be stranded
There were places that would never be destroyed
The comfort of silence without the threat of misunderstanding or estrangement
Gone fishing
Now that I know I must go home, I almost want to go
Everything about the night feels strange
He laughs then, a queer, sad laugh
Many’s the man lost much just because he missed a perfect opportunity to say nothing
You don’t ever have to say anything
Time passes without seeming to pass
Still and all, there’s no two men the same
I want to say that I am afraid but am too afraid to say so
This is a new place, and new words are needed
Here there is room to think
I am in a spot where I can neither be what I always am nor turn into what I could be
Neither one of us knows what to say
We stayed strong for a very long time
We used to hang around amongst the burnt out cars and buildings
I expect much more epic story telling
I started putting tags up when I was about 9
Cherish it, because it is the last freedom that we have
I would read the streets as I went round the city
For me there was no choice, someone had to take a stand
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