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Written by Hyena
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Wednesday, 21 July 2010 00:00 |
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 The underpath leads under the whole Central station in Sydney, to bus stops, Immigration and further on, to TAFE and a path to Darling Harbour. Buskers found a refuge in the tunnel, including a clairvoyant. There are pictures from the railways' life. It's just completely and not interesting underpath. I came through it probably hundred times. And now it's haunting me, a memory this close to hallucination.
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Written by Hyena
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Tuesday, 13 July 2010 07:56 |
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 Well, once again something not available in English. Sorry, it just happens this way. Anyone willing to translate my short stories?
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Written by Hyena
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Thursday, 24 June 2010 12:52 |
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Yours, Grace Poole is going to stage once again. This time in Prešov city. Not in English, though.
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Written by Hyena
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Wednesday, 09 June 2010 10:52 |
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Written by Hyena
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Monday, 07 June 2010 12:56 |
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 For the last two years I barely noticed my birthday. Every time I was too preoccupied with previous changes in my life and there was nobody to torture me with a birthday party or something like that.
No that I'm back and saw my 33rd brithday, the situation is basically the same. There are more wishes on Facebook and instead of cold there is heat outside.
So... what now?
So nothing. Someone in my age was crucified and has changed the world forever. I don't have ambitions like that. Especially when talking about crucifixion. I just want all the best wishes I got today come true. I would really love that.
And of course thank you all who did say something. As for the others who didn't bother or ignored me on purpose - well, I can't force them into it, can I?
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