Stray dog tales

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  • Bye bye, I am not subscribing again, thanks to you and you for reading my stuff and sending your coments;
    Tchaliz

    "The story of life
    is quicker than the wink of an eye
    The story of love is hello and goodbye,
    until we meet again."
    Jimi Hendrix

    (I wish I could have said that;
    T)
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    Not even one last final tale?
  • thanks for asking;

    BRIGHT LIGHTS BIG CITY
    The train was almost empty ; people always leave their jobs early on december 31th, they go home, dress up…there was only me and this girl in the wagon; younger than me, good looking not handsome but sweet, sweet expression on her face, she looked at me, smiled, showed me the crossword she was doing, and talked, to me: “can you figure out what this word could be?” she asked a about couple of other words, we talked for five minutes, it was funny; I wandered if she was a stray dog like me, but stray dogs, do not talk to strangers; then her cell phone rang, by the way she talked, she was a very social person. The train came into my station I stood up, slowly, closed my book, put in on my back pack, slowly buttoned up my coat, as I looked at her; she did not lift her eyes from the crosswords; yes, a very social person, not a stray dog; I existed for 5 minutes, and it felt good;

    Stray Dog Charles
    bye bye
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