Waiting game . Waiting for a bus, for the summer, for a death; I’m always waiting. . by Scooj Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookMorePinterestRedditPrintTumblrLike Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
It’s our age.
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I think you are right.
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