She killed me with her kindness.
Bucharest is dead. Well at least sector 2 is. Nobody on the streets. Give or take a few working girls and your regular dealer and homeless.
Being alone is a state of being; loneliness is a state of mind.
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All of a sudden she didn’t seem to be so thrilled anymore about me being honest and straight forward.