I spend another call ...
Always the girl who calls to make what, who is organizing that brings. I came to spend one month in my hometown to see my friends and tripper. I phone, no answer, no return call. After my unsuccessful attempts to show them that I thought was my friend, I throw in the towel, I hung up the phone.
It'll do as usual, they will emerge from the shadows when I'll be back home: "Oh good Miss Landmark quiet, we could have see more, go to the restaurant, making fires, bathe. Next year is done, I promise.
Well yes, the promise of drunks and politicians ...
My friends want to see me? They just have to contact me, they know my number ....
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