Friday, August 15, 2003

The mixture of smells will always stay with me. the smell of stale sweat, cheap alcohol,smoked beedis and of rancid coconut oil, all mixed together and yet each distinct. it will always remind me of coming home.for that, ladles and jellyspoons, is the smell of a jam packed route 26 bus that takes me home.
and u always thought that it was country roads that took one home. but thats only somewhere in west virginia or someplacelathat...

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