Fallen Angel  

kamikazehawaii 51M
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3/25/2005 3:38 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Fallen Angel


A girl opens the gate of steel bars. Going upstairs together to the tiny reception area.

Tonight is my last day in this foreign country where I lived for three years. Seeking a better opportunity elsewhere, but I am already missing this country.

"Safer to work here than freelancing," says the girl. "I do not plan to be doing this for long."

Despite these dry comments, she turns out to be a very nice girl, taking time to relax me. We have a pretty good chat about life in this country.

She likes me. Or am I being insanely naive? It does not matter. This is my last night here.

As she sends me out pass the steel bars, she tells me, "You are too nice. Don't ever come back to a place like this."

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