Nick & Sons:
Baguette was basketed in the rear seat of the bicycle, smell of pistachio danish is a lust of love. A woman parked the citi bike near the baker, baker said today is his last day.
He said he would like me to take him a picture,
He said they a group picture will be lovely
He said they would all pose near the croissant drawing.
Zoom in, portrait mode, “everyone look at the baker”. They said they would like to me to try their tomato sandwich in return, I always like their dough.
Same date, another Last day in Sey, a girl with a looming stripped tank, transparent body shape.
She lift a sign “flirt with me”. Between the tank and her body, there is nothing.
The day before Labor Day, her Best friend, handed over the pinkest post in the city. I notice her tattoo on the left arm, the edge her flowing hair, it was her last day, but don’t know where is she heading after.
