fast car by tracy chapman

You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere

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browsed micro films of newsprints from the 19th century today.
returned to boon lay today for the sole purpose of returning library books.
it was quiet and green.

i have a liking for the colour white.

a mix up at the optician's made me laugh. i realised that the optician was blessed with the ability to laugh, finally.

then it was to the pavillion in the dark that he constructed before he leaves on the 15th.
i never welcomed him but now i'm sorry to see him leave.
and there i bent.

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the show must go on.

*****

Empty spaces, what are we waiting for
Abandoned places,
I guess we know the score
On and on,
does anybody know what we are looking for
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on, The show must go on

- Queen,
The Show Must Go On