The next time a car appeared down Market Street, I stepped right out into the road, waving my arms over my head, shouting.

petak, 24.09.2010.

Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.
Darryl wasn't in good shape -- he was white-faced and panting.
It had only one fault. It was kind of lousy.
Why do writers write? Because it isn't there.
The cloning of humans is on most of the lists of things to worry about from Science, along with behaviour control, genetic engineering, transplanted heads, computer poetry and the unrestrained growth of plastic flowers.
You can't have a light without a dark to stick it in.
I'm moving, but don't worry! Someone once told me we're all on the same planet, so I'll be okay!

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petak, 24.09.2010.

The next time a car appeared down Market Street, I stepped right out into the road, waving my arms over my head, shouting.

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