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the wrong questions?
“Who are you?” he asked. Replies come up in my head like fireworks… none seems to fit… and a fact stands out. I don’t really care who I am, but I do care about my intentions. “If I had an hour to solve a problem and my life depended on…
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Purpose
« What’s your purpose? » he asked. I stretch my neurons to the end of my day, I can’t find any… It seems I have no purpose, but… I have an intention. Some may say this is my purpose. I disagree. I see a huge difference between purpose and intention. Purpose has…
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A liberty bell?.
Speed-smelling not really working for me, I am getting ready for a traditional date. I thought we were just having coffee, but he just texted me to confirm our “date”. I am amazed how one extra letter -from coffee to date- can bring such a transformation in expectation, pressure and…
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The new game?
My eyes scream in my head “ARGGGGG”. Just there in front of me, he stands, trousers completely down the hips, boxer highly visible from a brand I don’t even know –and I don’t care about- his baggy hanging so low on the hips, I can’t help wondering if he has…
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Speed smelling…
A paper bag on your head, dressed in whatever clothes you want though one that allow to free the armpit, well come to speed smelling, and the “marcel” party. If you are shy and afraid of speaking this dating is for you. Going from table to table, simply raise your…
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Ouch my feet…
Morning slow rush as I walk into the tram. I recognize yesterday’s perfume, a scent of vanilla one, and I know it’s not mine; on purpose I choose another one today. I look around curious, but my nose is not precise enough for an easy identification. It’s quite crowded this…