Queensway

It's incredible how slow time can go, but still days are over in time that feels like seconds.
When there is an ocean between, and no one else talking, Finnish sounds beautifull from a mouth of a friend who's toes i had never seen before.
A boy from Chile called me Kitty, i've never thought about it, but he might have been right. At least about the couscous. They chained the windows that night.
The violet and yellow decoration of Indian restaurant next to Trashy Lingerie saw all our seven faces. Two of them cried in the subway.
We fell in love with all the white and nude around us, and we won, 11,7-10.
Next time I will not return.