just thought i'd stop in. The
new roommate is pretty and
likes music, especially techno, which is not my thing, but when she plays it,
sometimes, casually, when we are walking around, doing our separate things, putting
things here and there, filing our lives, she will
stop
for a second and
bop
her hip to the side suggesting
fun, aloof, from everything else, putting
a rift in the monotone.
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