We were at Hillingdon, and the coach had stopped to allow people off. Through the window, I saw a man standing beside a large, bright green motorbike. He wasn't wearing his helmet, but it was the same colour as the bike, and panels of his leather jacket matched, too. While I watched, a boy cycled past on a pushbike which was the exact same shade of green. They made eye contact briefly, and then the boy cycled on.
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Date: 2003-08-09 04:08 am (UTC)whats goin on
Date: 2003-08-17 06:26 pm (UTC)so i am sayin hey
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