At the end of the day you're another day older.

At the end of the day you're another day older.

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Timmy3 By Timmy3 Updated Mar 03, 2011

A normal evening you may think.  Except it was 5am and the bowl in the middle of the table was piled high with a white powder looking similar to cooking flour - thin and as white as freshly washed white bed linen!  I looked over at Manny - we had been having one of those chats about how much we liked each others company, how amazing our futures would be and how much potential we had. The kind of chat that only happens with the marching dust in your system.

korrekt korrekt Oct 17, 2013
what was he casted in... mixed race.... mullatto. .nice read thou