The rabbit soon hopped back into view, like an annoying child trying to get attention, showing off around me. And it repeatedly shouted, “hey Andre!” in what seemed an ever more sinister way
Posted on June 15, 2011
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A b o u t
I am a writer and artist from England now based in Princeton, NJ.
Stuff I like: coffee, cafés, cycling, art and photography. Sleep, rain, melodies, colour and conversation. Respect, inner beauty, galleries, taking baths and passion.
