hear me tonight
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Mon Jan 29 01 / 5:52 AM

It was hot, humid, thick with noise, motion, thought, one hundred life stories. I always forget that this is the way it feels to be wrapped in solid strands of music. I have a new favourite club: the FireStation. With him, with Janet, with alcohol and friendliness and independence - this is a real Saturday night.

Our favourite song bathed my brain as if I had drunk it all in with my rye and coke. In the heat, in the darkness, in his arms, I turned my head away and mouthed, "I love you."



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Lisa Higgs
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