Tag: France

When nobody was around they had had many things to laugh about together.
She was good-looking — not in a striking way, but she had a classic look.
I’m sure you’re not the only one who feels that way.
Something was wrong with it, I thought.
You didn’t believe me, did you?
They nodded back convincingly.
No one came.
Could come in handy one day.
Let’s get out of here.
I have perfect vision now.
Let me buy you a drink.
I shouldn’t have run away like that.
I didn’t even want my own things back.
You never know when things will resurface.
I selected two photos and threw the rest away again.
There was always something extra he could do for someone.
I thought time had flown.
Can I take a look?
They know it’s not for everybody.
He didn’t like people much anymore.
He already lived in the middle of nowhere.
Where would you go?
It would be nice to be able to see my prey better.
Good sense of direction will be a plus, too.
I want to be ready and have perfect vision when the world collapses.
I’m not insane.
It’s a bit late to make a federal case of it now.
I should be more wary, have less faith in people.
That’s a widely varied set of items.
Does that have any kind of resale value?
Am I being too obvious?
No one moves.
We laugh because it is funny.
One day it is maybe, and then you just know.
Because that is just what happens.
There is room here.
Don’t tell me what to do.
And he looks happy just to have this little conversation.
Take it easy, they all say. Go slow, go slow.
Of course, it is completely absurd.
One thing always affects something else.
Maybe it is a trap.
No more maybe.
I’ll be right there. Sit tight. I’m on my way.
Love, where are you?
I find myself calmly standing sentry there.
Where was I? In dark woods.
I refuse to live like a poltroon.
Where was I?
I offer myself for inspection.