Wednesday, October 25, 2000
 
 
I like it when water falls from the sky.
 
On a whim, I decided to stand in line for eight and a half hours to buy a Playstation 2.
 
A glistening droplet of rain hung from his earlobe, resembling a delicate earring.
 
The cab driver told me how and why he beat his son.
 
   
         
         
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