Routine post

I think I’m not attracted to girls who get too enthusiastic about something.

I think you can figure out what I mean.

It’s just that I am attracted to women with a tinge of mystery.

A benign darkness if you will.

I could be wrong of course.

But this is what I am feeling here and now.

Written while sitting alone at some eating place. But I guess you’ve figured as such.

I mean this is a Sunday and I am The Passenger.

This particular place has great burgers though.

A sort of consolation

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