This is to beef steaks, rugged carpets, and overflowing pegs of Fuel.
This is also to SPE next door, graffiti laden toilet walls, queasy stomachs, torn sofas and stoic faces.
To spinning rooms, blunt knives, scurrying rats and tumble-down ceilings.
And to countless, timeless, hurrying, whispering, nudges of time, and secrets as they poured out.
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I'll drink to that...
me too. How perfect, Bee.
On a completely unrelated note, bhab, toke jodi keu B... theke Bee daake, tar theke Moumachhi dake, ebong tui chote du gha boshanor por tar theke Mou daake, aar keu jiggesh korle bole "Or naame B..., tai ami oke Mou daaki", tahole kemon hoy?
Iye. I need sleep. Good night.
and to chokaass too :)
chokaaasss :P
Ami oly te giye steak khai(at least ekta).Ar ice diye jol aar chaat khai.
lol
(and i love the place too)
Hear hear!!!
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