It's the simplest of starts, isn't it? An interchange, a brief moment of contemplation, examination, an interaction both devoid of expectations and full of them all the same.
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“Once, I saw a bee drown in honey, and I understood.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis
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“Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don’t work.”
— James Frey
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Yaesu Sakura Dori - Nihonbashi, Japan
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falling back into my durarara lifestyle
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“Everyone needs at least one friend who understands what we do not say.”
— Unknown
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Break for neon! Best coloured city ever? I think so.
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[ please make more drrr muses, make more alternates, make an izaya and let’s write. ]
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An abrupt yank, staggered steps, the sudden realization there is a tempo. If Delic manages to keep up even before realization hits, it's because he's relatively quick to pick up a rhythm. His hand yanks back, the tension between their fingertips letting Manya go so far before pulling him back.
Snatches their hand away and pulls them in for a dance. A subtle laugh is on his lips, the city lights and the white noise surrounding them are all they need for a lovely little performance, no? // @madeofmelodies
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