Monday 25 January 2016

Starbucks Cliché in Berlin

Beautiful people.
Curly hair boy with big fur coat. 
Long haired blonde. girl.
Long haired blonde. girl.
Long haired blonde. boy.
Boy with strange half pony tail. 
I am anxious they know I'm writing about them.
Beautiful people. 
I'm nervous. 
Look at me. 
I can be whoever I want to be.
I know no one in this city. I'm such a cliché. 
Writing in a Starbucks. I'm not even a writer. Well, I guess to be a writer you must write. I write. 
They are leaving. 
They didn't look at me. 

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