Having fled the dusky confines of a poorly-run and overpriced shitbag of a hostel in in the Museum District of Houston, Texas, two relieved travelers chanced upon one another in friendlier digs located in that city's 6th ward. Upon remembering having seen and walked past each other in the under-lit and cluttered common area of their former place of lodging, the Japanese college student tittered into her hands, and the U.S.-born budding yogi chuckled most disarmingly. Then, after a brief shower, he bid the brightly-attired lass goodnight, and settled onto yet another mattress sheathed in plastic.
mentiri factorem fecit – 場黑麥
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