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By Mina sees the World on Mar 24, 2013 in: Finger Exercises, life, makati, night, stranger, street
Let us disappear into those streets whose names hide in the night’s darkness. Let us pretend that in this city, we are strangers, as strange as you to me, me to you.
By Age of the Diary on Nov 1, 2012 in: Travels, America, crestwood, grand central, meet stranger, New York, New York City, Philippines, steal like an artist, stranger, train, travel, u.s., write, writer, Writer Resources, writing
The train left Grand Central, and I was on my way back to my aunt’s house in Crestwood. Seated in front of me was a geeky guy with curly hair. I glanced at him. He said, “Sorry,” taking in his outstretched foot, mistakenly thinking...
By FotoGrapiko on Oct 20, 2012 in: Chris AugustStrangerAcousticCover, Chris August, Cover, Stranger
is So I did a cover of Chris August’s STRANGER early this this morning (around 2am). I first changed the pitch of the song since I can’t sing to Chris’ pitch (too low for me to sing with my speaking voice and to high for my singing voice) befor...
There we were, sitting opposite each other, trying to feel each other’s presence. I would look at him and once our eyes meet, we would both look away. He would do the same. He would look at me while I concentrate on my food. You wouldn’t hear a s...