A priceless smile
06, January 2008 - 11:41 am
 e-mail to a friend
Posted in group Publish or Perish
Israel - Gross Islet, St. Lucia
He found me outside the grocery store and told me I reminded him of Marguerite, his old love; I told him I loved his beard, he said women hated it, I told him he was very handsome, he showed me the crafts he sells, I told him to look for me the next day. He found me the following evening and managed to get the last US dollar bills we had left in the wallet. It was worth that and much more.
He left everything to become a Rastafarian and lives on the top of a hill growing his own vegetables, wearing only cotton and smoking only pot. I hope I see him again some day... one day...
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