I get up in my apartment. It still smells a little fresh renovated by color, according to new ground for new furniture. Some would describe the device as a spartan or "sterile". I find it sufficient ABSSolute because everything is there, what I need. Quality instead of quantity, or somehow just my own purism. It is modern but not too playful. I look around, and has to smile.
The bell rings, and my smile is a little wider and gets some other trains. I go the short way down the hall and open the door. Outside there Chrisitne and just sweeps the hair from her face, and looks up and smiles at me now ...
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