Ahh the sweet taste of a (some) glass (es) wine. Objects purring for any kind of affection.
, Whispers softly in the background. My eyes linger lovingly, on something that has not the slightest meaning, to anyone except, maybe three other people. Still I am seduced in to thinking about ways of obtaining said, thing. One job, which job, begging on the Goethe strasse. Being very nice to the Store Owner, how nice, hope not really nice. Then again it is I who wants. They say if you have to ask you cant afford it. Right, however I like to know what I am convincing myself that it is only 300euros. which would be OK if it were say a television, and not ……..a, belt. Listen I have all ready seen the outfits that can go with it, It will never go out of style, I know I`m sounding desperate, because sitting in a window in Amsterdam is starting to look appealing. Away I walk in the style of Lot`s wife. Leider zu teuer, aber……….