Aigues Mortes -- travel trim.

Compared to the rest of this resplendent country it may seem, at first, that this area known as the Camargue resembles the dull lowlands of Florida. Inland ponds, small rivers, marshes, even a few untidy "tourist traps" spot the minor highways and national routes. Not to say that this area (or even Florida for that matter) are tedious to the first impressive eye

They cave has relocated, beyond the walls and paths where bulls are made to walk.

Saba -- travel bangs

They wouldn't move the island or its harbour on the south slope.

have I been... away?

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what time is your bus?
do u know the cement crumbling from this curb
does not flow into a sewer grate?
charity is a whiff of diesel-blend grass,
the sloped sides of a forgettable road.
the cold arctic airmass above us
is like a pasture accepting its long wait.

what time will u leave your office?
do u believe in the shadow of the hubcap?
i am in the beginning phases.
i am a shallow area of low pressure -- light blue
on the radar screen. the lines you see are formed
and faced by miserable glances...

commuting is an inglorious waste of one's
death.