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    Cruising

    Late at night she walks the scene alone

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    Doug Langille

    Doug Langille

    hack writer & shameless technophile

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    Cruising

    Late at night she walks the scene alone
    Enticing predatory eyes
    Trying too hard to attract
    Streetwalker in war paint
    Short skirt, long jacket
    Too much lipstick
    Take it off
    Silly
    Girl

    Photo by mripp

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    Tags: grounded, melancholy, poetry, solitude

    Published: February 3, 2015

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