...he was telling me about this girl. and how they were swinging on a swing.
her on top of him.
and the chain broke in mid-air. he said it "hurt like hell."
thinking, he said..."i liked swinging with her."
(looking as if he wanted to be back there again. and not telling someone the story in some guard shack thousands of miles away from home.)
it was awesome.
everyone has their stars. somewhere.
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