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oren The other day a fellow came up close to_me and whispered into my ear. What he_said is not important. How he smelled is. He smelled like my grandmother's church. I hadn't smelled that since I_was very young. 121007
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unhinged beautiful by estee lauder
dirty bar i.e. cigarettes, dried up alcohol, old ice rink
kielbasa and sauerkraut
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oren fried_bologna 121008
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unhinged now that you mention it, my mom made a really tasty fried_bologna sandwich 121021
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oren :) 121022
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unhinged frying onions in butter

it's like a culinary hug from my mom
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Ouroboros lavender in the bath 121023
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falling_alone i always have trouble remembering where i put my deodorant the day before, more often than not leaving the house without it.
so today, after leaving the dentist, going to see my parents, i stop in their bathroom and borrow my mothers.

for the rest of the day i am 16 again, traveling in poznan, poland.
our hotel room is a relic of 80's luxury.
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