Last night in the "big smoke' that is Sudbury. Spent the last minutes of the day and the early hours of the new one at the local ripper place. A good turnout of the usual suspects: Beth, Jman, SS, Briguy, Chantal, Jess, Tony. Sipping rye and gingers and discussing plastic sky-heels. Assessing music selections and bored expressions. Laughing and smiling and staring and, for one of us, blushing. It doesn't take much to identify your friends in a room with day-glo murals and a ledged stage. It doesn't need to be said that I will miss them all. But I've said it anyway. Nothing like making a local strip joint the maker of fond memories.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Naked Farewell
Last night in the "big smoke' that is Sudbury. Spent the last minutes of the day and the early hours of the new one at the local ripper place. A good turnout of the usual suspects: Beth, Jman, SS, Briguy, Chantal, Jess, Tony. Sipping rye and gingers and discussing plastic sky-heels. Assessing music selections and bored expressions. Laughing and smiling and staring and, for one of us, blushing. It doesn't take much to identify your friends in a room with day-glo murals and a ledged stage. It doesn't need to be said that I will miss them all. But I've said it anyway. Nothing like making a local strip joint the maker of fond memories.
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