last night, anna and i went on a walk by the river. the weather has been so nice lately, and the sun was hitting the trees perfectly. the first picture i took looked like a painting. there was a lot of graffiti around the bridge, and all of a sudden i noticed black paint all over the front of my shirt. WHAT. i learned not to lean over graffiti even if it looks dry, and i also learned that i am much too short to do the splits on a bridge.
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